After Eight Moments…
Drop dead gorgeous…. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Drop dead gorgeous…. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Montréal, by night. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
La nuit est un pays mystérieux. Où tout se conjugue à deux.
Moth; “I gave you my life!” Flame; “I allowed you to kiss me…” – Azrat Inayat Khan If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
And if I painted your night skies with my brightest lights… Would you let me hold your hand as they faded, leaving us, alone, in the dark? If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Would you lend me your lap, just long enough, to lean against your chest and plant a few wisely chosen whisper down your ear…? Tomorrow, you can blame the liquor. But you know you don’t have to… My dear.
Timid selfie in Montréal backstreet… A little blurry, but my cell phone’s camera is just that… A cell phone’s camera 😉 If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Every evening, as I was about to close my eyes, I longed for the burning feeling of your hands… And I awoke with a chill, proving you had once again spent the night over…
Il se nourrissait de ses langoureux soupirs, ne se fatigant jamais de ses implorations… “Encore, encore… ne t’arrêtes jamais…” soufflait-elle à son oreille, leurs deux corps fusionnant en une seule et unique silhouette dansant dans le noir. Ces nuits-là, le temps perdait sa propre trace, leurs peaux baignées de sueur ayant un goût d’éternité. Et il ne…… Continue reading Micro fantaisie du vendredi…
Only God knows why I have this song in my head tonight… But it seems to be there for a while… In French we have an expression for that; “un ver d’oreille” literally “an ear worm”… When a song or a jinggle won’t let your head rest for hours. I often get “vers d’oreille”.…… Continue reading Are you lonesome tonight…?