Nient'altro Che Noi

I could spend hours and hours here
caressing
your mouth and your cheekbones
without ever speaking,
without listening to anything else but
your growing breath,
without feeling anything else but us
nothing but us.
I could stand still
just with you on me
watching your eyelids
close with every step
of my slow hand sliding
on your damp skin
without feeling anything else but us
nothing but us.
There's nothing in the world
worth a second
lived next to you, worth one of your gestures,
or one of your movements,
because nothing in the world
has ever given me so much
to excite me like when it's us,
nothing but us.
I could get lost looking at you
while you're sleeping,
with your body moving
as if it's trying
even in sleep to get closer to me,
almost as if it were impossible
for you to feel anything else but us,
nothing but us.
There's nothing in the world
worth a second
lived next to you, worth one of your gestures,
or one of your movements,
because nothing in the world
has ever given me so much
to excite me like when it's us,
nothing but us.
There's nothing in the world
worth a second
lived next to you, worth one of your gestures,
or one of your movements,
because nothing in the world
has ever given me so much
to excite me like when it's us,
nothing but us.