Michelangelo Buonarroti

Dawn and Twilight

“Don’t look at me, with your usual cowardly attitude. I feel your shoulders behind mine and I know you won’t talk, as always. You’ll let me do it, before eventually getting annoyed at the sound of my voice alone. Impossible to explain, you wouldn’t understand. I just want to slide down and manage to sleep. Don’t think about yourself, not anymore. Don’t love yourself so much, in the sun’s dim light.”  Aurora (Dawn)

“I can see your white thin ankles. If my gaze were enough to you, if I were enough.  Everything would be easier. Instead with you, everything is complicated. I won’t waste any more time talking to you, if you believe they’re only excuses. Tired, clouds darken. The sound of your voice doesn’t let me sleep, I let myself fall, tiredly. Unfortunately I will dream of you, beautiful, like every night. Not being able to have you.”  Crepuscolo (Twilight)

“Are you sleeping? My body is peaceless. Tense, weak. If I could, I’d break those powerful hands that pulled me out of the marble’s quiet stillness.” Aurora (Dawn)

“Who knows, maybe at dawn you’ll be mine. If I wake up before darkness comes.” Crepuscolo (Twilight)

#nervous #hopeless #INLOVE