Love.

I shiver to the sound of your laughter. I Love you. I am with you. Tomorrow. Always.   Noisy streets and smells, love, love, love. All what I see is you, within me you are. I run, a sweaty neck a warm body. Ready to freely touch you, you see me do you? I stop…

Tears

Falling down like a waterfall, glooming in her face, cleaning her skin, her eyes, her heart. Making her feel huge like a mountain, small like a child, fragile like a baby, beautiful like a bride, scared from a gloomy sky, a fading life. Yesterday she felt like ice, today she turned to liquid I let…

Millions of shades.

Millions of shades in similar ways by the moon’s rays.   Precious you are, the one to my heart is dear- who can bear my weakness and my endless fear of a tomorrow that is so near – the one to my love is sincere. Excuse the placing and the words, excuse the tone of…

A Letter to Dear Heart.

       To a space– Full of Life- Another Life.  Teardrops..Smiles..Inexplicably beautiful. Corners and shadows.  Voices and sighs.  The smell of Life; Lending hearts instead of ears. Lending promises instead of words. Giving it all at once with no fear.        To a Space- You would  Love rather-than Hate.   Heavy like winter coulds….

Feeling the very most of it.

            Talking about – Feelings. I am feeling the very most of it.     * Would it be harmful to take a short moment to appreciate the little simple good things in life? I feel it..It springs from my soul, I feel it. Every morning I stare at my…

No Longer HER.

FREELY. She couldn’t feel her knees nor her weight. She couldn’t feel anything but the heaviness of her heart and the warmness of her breath. She couldn’t smile nor cry.  She wanted to say something not knowing what it is..She stood speechless in front of the mirror. She felt nothing..Surviving a moment of nothingness ….

HER MOMENT.

Anything that makes you smile. ❤​                Spent nights , mornings , long hours exploring what was behind that beautiful sunset..smell..look..It never ended the way it felt to hold each piece again with so much passion , freely and at once excusing the last decisions my soul has made…

Meditating, under the moon.

Fading away under the moon light ❤ So out of place, out of time and out of way. The only light that is remaining after a dark day, so beautifully free at the smiles of those shining stars. Serene and centered, feeling all the emotions that arise in me and all the affection I carry…

The Flower and I .

Another flower picked for it’s beauty , for it’s smell , for it’s uniqueness … Picked to lose and to die . The soul has a garden full of flowers , are yours picked up? Or are they there  standing tall and smiling back to your heart? Is their smell still there reminding you of…