Let’s go on a road trip in the middle of the night and listen to loud music while the wind plays in our hair. We will pack our favorite books and pretend that we are eternal, immortal. We’ll let the wind guide our way and hope that light exposes the truth, we’ll hold the memories in our heart and cherish the ephemeral youth. we’ll laugh until we forget to breath and drink some beer and dance away. we’ll be lost among this world as we forget about the time, we’ll write songs, even poems that don’t really rhyme. we’ll dance under the moon and walk only on grass. we’ll count the stars until we fall asleep and we’ll race the sun to the top of the mountains. we will sing under the rain and remember people we love who left too soon. we’ll pray to God hands in hands, standing on a rock above his lands. let’s forget about the silly problems and live like we are supposed to do. Let’s be happy for a while and be true to ourselves too. let our soul become the place where reality meets our dreams. let’s forget about numbers, people and schemes. Let me love you like the sun loves the moon and the water loves the earth; the sun kneels away so the moon stays king of the night and water always find its way back to the shore to fade again on its line. let’s grow old together and hang our Polaroids in our little tree house. let’s seize the moment and be free, only if you could listen to me.
picture by Paolo Raeli