Nessuono puo rubare destino!
(or, Don’t listen To Puccini with a restless heart)
For 7290 Minutes
Has he treasured you
or some idea he has of you
Recondita armonia, di bellezze diverse!
Does he wonder about you
or just wander about you?
For 7291 minutes
Does he NEED to know what your favorite book is
why you smile the way you do, when you're scared
È bruna Floria, l'ardente amante mia
Why it's so hard for you to get to that moment
where safety abides, and truth takes over
For 7293 minutes
does he wonder how you do everything
how you can stand at the end of the day
O dolci baci, o languide carezze,
does he want to make it easier
or just make it his?
For 7296 minutes
has he ever held the real you?
has he looked down to see
la finestra per sempre
or something less
something veiled and
something vinyl…and plasitc…and safe
For 7297 minutes
has hung on every truth
or clung to every fantasy?
Entrava ella fragrante, mi cadea tra le braccia
does he even know?
or are the deepest truths reserved
for me, and you… and moonlight.
For 7299 minutes
I can think of nothing else
Il mio sol pensier sei tu,
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