Midnight musings… Barefooted, loose haired, open hearted and well wishing. Free. So vulnerable, yet so brave… wandering under the stars, chasing dreams with a fishnet. Free. Chanting your name to the full moon, being one with the night. All alone just the same… Free. Looking for the key, for the answer, for the journey that…… Continue reading Musings…
Black crow lipstick… Moonless night darkness, draped around her hips… Sweet longing temptress. Every man’s dream, and every man’s nightmare… She would make you go crazy, if she dared to care. But care she does not, for she knows way better than to let someone tame her untameable tempers. Black crow lipstick… Moonless night…… Continue reading Night crawler…
Trees covered with ice. Winds blowing. Losing grip, on Winter. Warm me in you arms… or let me freeze.
You can try to forget me… You can try, to make up your mind, that I am not worth a try… But you know, don’t you? You know we’re made for each other….
You can try to hide, play hide and seek. But the beast won’t go to sleep… You can lock up your closet, check well under your bed. But the beast won’t go to sleep… You can deny it, make pretend, act as if you don’t see it. But the beast Won’t go to sleep……… Continue reading The beast…
I didn’t mention weather yesterday… We had a comfortable (to say the least) 10 degrees Celcius, and rain… But I believe Mother Nature is still thinking about burying us. Snow flurries are on again. We are expecting 25 cm. (yeah, almost 10 inches) Update. Twelve hours have gone by, and the snow hasn’t…… Continue reading Oh my…. Again? Really?
Caught this on my way back home, a little after midnight. I’m pretty sure that’s just a snowbank in front of the white car, but who knows? #WinterFun P.S. yes, I’ll give you a break with my snowy pictures… As soon as Mother Nature stops sending shitloads of it!
We can already barely see outside. And snow is still falling…. Thank God we live on the second floor!
I need you not. I just chose to want you in my silly simple life. My definition of friendship…
Dear Santa, A simple reminder, as you are about to start your world tour… I hope you got my last letter, writen a while ago and thrown out the rooftop window. The short letter, penned carefully, hoping you’ll look beyond the years I lived, and not look away from this little girl at heart’s Christmas…… Continue reading Dear Santa…
Cyranny's Cove 