holocene-days:

call me by your name (2017) – somewhere in northern italy, summer 1983.

“when i think back to our last ten days together, i see an early-morning swim, our lazy breakfasts, the ride up to town, work in the garden, lunches, our afternoon naps, more work in the afternoon, tennis maybe, after-dinners in the piazzetta, and every night the kind of lovemaking that can run circles around time … all i prayed for was for time to stop. let summer never end, let him never go away, let the music on perpetual replay play forever, i’m asking for very little, and i swear I’ll ask for nothing more.”