Palermo walls are full of writing. Graffiti and street art, sure, but also sprayed messages with no artistic ambition whatsoever -just the urge to declare one’s love.
I was constantly impressed by how much of the everyday conversation goes on the walls of the city, where messages of love are sprayed next to graffiti and street art.
Here are my favorite love messages:
I love you.
(Dad)
I miss you.
I love you.
I love you, I’m going to look for you for the rest of my life. 
Thank you for all the beautiful moments spent together that we will never forget. 
I love you. 
Love gives nothing but itself, and takes nothing but from itself.
Love does not possess, nor would it be possessed.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
(Khalil Gibran)
Three matches one by one struck in the night
The first to see your face in its entirety
The second to see your eyes
The last to see your mouth
And the darkness all around to remind me of all these
As I hold you in my arms.
(Jacques Prévert)
I love you. 
I want to live you. 
I love you. 
I love you. 
I love you. 
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
(William Shakespeare)
I miss you, even when you are here… 
I just wanted to make you happy. 
Where you cannot love*
*While a was researching for my article on street art in Palermo I discovered that the original message was “Dove non puoi Amare, non soffermarti”, which means: Where you cannot love, don’t linger. It’s funny how the buffing of half of the sentence has changed the meaning :)
