Iva Domingues Instagram – “… Our love was like a song,
poised, rhythmic, on time.
We always knew our places
where to go,
where to sit,
which table to choose.
We could rise and leave
without speaking a word,
in step,
as if moved by the same silent music.
No.
Something like that
can’t just vanish…
A song doesn’t die so easily.
You can close the music book,
silence the piano,
let the termites chew through its wooden legs.
You can let mobs overrun Versailles,
let the Colosseum crumble to dust,
but surely
this dance
still glides on somewhere…
Our old song
must still be playing,
note by note,
on some distant star.
Isn’t there a heaven
where old dances,
old beautiful loves,
carry on forever? …”
a passage from the audiobook
“ The Letters I Never Sent “
from Davide De Pierro @davi87dp
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