Just a tear, rolling down the rock wall of a summer sweet memory… The warm souvenir of your sunny arm wrapped round the highest peaks… Looking up to your sky blue gaze, making every wish I dared to wish, possible… Now I hide my nose in a cloud, hiding my reddened eyes, in painful…… Continue reading Mountain blues…
Winning without a fight… Is no winning at all. That’s just the definition of being lucky!
If everybody seeks love… who will provide? I choose to offer, to those who want, and those who don’t… For those, the most. If in the End, I’ve loved enough, please Life grant me the love I want!
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…
À quoi bon choisir de jolis mots, pour souffrir en silence?
Sweet memories, stomach butterfly flurries… Almost painful longing for a look, a simple smile, the promise of a kiss… And if you once wore my name on your lips… Would you whisper it like a well kept secret? Or, shout it out, loud and proud, like you would claim a Sonnet…? Would your hands…… Continue reading Sweet memories…
Love, you taught me the art of Masochism… For I’d rather suffer forever than to forget and feel like I knew you Never!
2018 is up to a good start, when it comes to my writing… For a long time, I just wrote for the sake of writing. I didn’t think much of it, considering I was just rambling about. But with the growing encouragements, I am starting to try to take it to another level. Who knows,…… Continue reading Feature at Whisper and the Roar!
All I needed was the sweet sight of my name, laying on your lips to go into rhapsodies about you… For on my soul you had left a kiss.
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…
Cyranny's Cove 