Keith Richards – How can I stop

You offer me
All your love and sympathy
Sweet affection baby
It’s killing me

Cause baby baby
Can’t you see
How could I stop
Once I start baby

How could I stop once I start
How could I stop
Yeah yeah
How could I stop once

I start You look at me
But I don’t know what you see
A reflection baby
Of what I want to be

I see your face
And I want to roll with it

But how could I stop
Baby how could I stop
How could I stop
Stop it, stop it If I could, I’d take you all the way
Baby, baby listen what I say
There’s even some things
That I just would not pay

Cause how could I stop
If I start babe
How could I stop
If I start
Start with you How could I stop
If I start, baby
How could I stop
If I start with you It’s too easy to lay…

capita

Per algoritmiche combinazioni
capitare nel temporale improvviso a cercare riparo,
colombi negli occhi, luce nel cuore,
lasciarsi inzuppare abiti e pelle
da emozioni innescate a catena.
A scena aperta braccia e gambe,
radici d’un tronco pulsante,
s’allungano a cogliere foglie cadenti,
ne fanno talea per non disperdere vita.
Capitarsi pensando di scegliersi,
per natura l’emozione non dà preavviso,
in essa ci si perde e ritrova.
Basta reggere lo sguardo.

• Daniela Cerrato