bygeorge3:

06-15-1958

Italy

Dreams: The fear devastates me that if I owed only for an instant to dissuade the thought from you, you would fade away, as an intense dream of those that in few minutes, in the sleep of first morning, they make us believe to have cradled us the whole night. I fear to open for an instant the eyes and not to find you close to me, waking up so entirely me, suddenly, in the nightmare of a life that I don't want. You are in my veins, in my meat, in this dream that I want never