Morning breakfast in Venice

Rendez vous at the secret place

I crave for a morning breakfast in Venice,
Where you and I could be lovers again,
Sipping my coffee as if it was the first one,
As if the sun was rising for the first time,
letting every inch of your skin bloom like never before,

I crave for a morning breakfast in Venice,
Where I could watch your delicate mouth,
Eat a thoroughly cut strawberry,
Looking at it as the most tender moment I’ve had,
Caught somewhere between earth and moon,
Between love and bloom,
Between passion and pleasure,
Between ocean and river,

I crave for a morning breakfast in Venice,
Where nothing really matter,
Where people smile at each other,
Where I’m not a fool anymore,
Not a guitar player nor a singer,
But the one with the most beautiful creature,

But If I was there with you,
Would you forget everything?
Just for the time of a morning breakfast.

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