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The Lover Between Dusk and Dawn
註釋We are desire and passion, and we are the longing for the indescribable. Between the flesh we knot and separate, and in each orgasm we find a response full of stupor, emptiness or infinity. Love does not kill, but it can transform even the innermost recess of the soul. Desire and joy are poison if they are not projected onto other beings, if they are not satisfied in the almost infinite exploration. But we are also isolation and desire for transfiguration, we want to be like gods without ceasing to be men, and to cross the thresholds of everything that limits us and holds us back. In the end, in the fullness of contradiction, we look into the abyss and, before us, a body desired and woven from the depths of our longing appears, ready to be possessed or ready to devour us?