Your beauty is majestic. I suck in your loneliness in the early hours. I want you all for myself. Wrapped up in my own blur of thoughts, while stepping out of the dark. You cure the sadness of my soul. When you kiss me, I forget it all. We wander around, thoughts scattered everywhere, looking up to the windows aligned with shutters, I let my eyes rest on a statue, then on a fountain green with moss. I rejoice over the arrival of spring and I embrace this new me, this carefree projection of myself. Have a stroll in the old quarters, have a sip of wine, let yourself grow wings for a moment, we´re too grounded as we are, there´s too much dullness in the world. I have to admit I was a bit surprised by the loneliness in the pictures, it must have been that very morning only, otherwise the town was bustling with life and was generally quite crowded. But I loved its empty streets, they gave me a feeling of belonging. So long, my new love!