La musica non c'è

When feelings get stuck somewhere between a breath and a word, the body starts speaking for itself. With a dance, a tremor, that strange heat that keeps you awake even in the dark. Everything around becomes a little too bright, too alive, as if someone forgot to turn down the lights to the maximum. And amidst this overheating, that simple yet unique "with you" is born, the only reason to stay at all. The music seemed to have dissolved, but the rhythm remained inside. In the belly, where this stubborn "dance school" resides, which doesn't wait for sheet music, simply moves in unison with someone else's breath. Love here isn't about confessions, but about that moment when silence speaks louder than any melody.