Gently, slowly fingers trace the spine. Soft hair drapes down… goosebumps. Colors, waves amazing things could happen. Your voice goes through my ears and reaches every inch of my body Goosebumps. A sudden cold breeze and a story about to begin.
Since Valentine’s Day is on its merry way, I thought I would spread a bit of love before it comes.
Iubeşte-mi mâinile… – Elena Farago Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le dac-au fost clipe În care n-au ştiut să-ţi spună, În care n-au putut să-ţi dea Atât cât ar fi vrut, Atâta – cât poate doru-ţi le cerea În dragostea, În îndoiala, În deznădejdea unei clipe… Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le nevruta vină Că prea târziu… Read more »
You have reached a point in your life. You’re at an age and in our talk, age is an important factor. You are somewhere in the middle of social hierarchy, a bit upper, a bit middle, but this does not matter – unless it is essential for you. Maybe you have a family, maybe not…. Read more »
I has been another year since I celebrated the birth of the great Romanian poet Mihai Eminescu. He died oh so very young but his poems live on and so does his ability to give me shivers whenever I read it out loud. Here’s one I found called “what is love?” 🙂 It’s not Haddaway… Read more »
I have been oscilating between being extremely angry and being super sad. My best friend decided he does no longer want to speak to me. Why? It’s simple. I have a yellow bowl with a handle that I love to make my soups in. A few nights ago, I heard a crash from the kitchen,… Read more »
“You have always had such beautiful eyes.” I want to fall in love. Hear my name whispered in the dark, see the stars with another hand in mine. Brush my shoulder on his, feel the hair on the nape of neck stand up when he says “I love you”. What’s your idea of love?
My little bear decided he does not want to talk to me anymore. I don’t know why and it’s really disconcerting. He’s quiet, avoids my stare, avoids my touch and seems to ignore me completely. When I’m not talking to you, I’m thinking about you. When I think about you I worry about you. Even when… Read more »
Now I guess you are wondering what’s the connection between the two names at the title of this post. One – they are both movies, even though they have been released nearly 13 years apart. Two – both movies are about the struggle to find love. Don Jon is a typical Italian male with a… Read more »
Ease my mind and climb into my bed may you find no rest here for I am but a boy brought to bring you joy and you to bring the same to me I fear Haste make me good company Ease my mind and hold fast to my hand I’m a good man, you’ll see… Read more »