By The Way

with you, I feel like I'm drowning even if our love is using the omertà's code, even if thrills and rhythms of our hearts in our beauty is in perfect accord, even if we breathe exactly as we exist, from dawn till when the night is over, even if the longings slide in our meridian with tender kisses, (delish-succulent), as if, — 'even if' — is a vector that asks the other, if our irrefutable passion is increased