Fear not, my most beloved, the city keeps our liaison secure. The old stones have engraved our names in their fiery hearts, the greyish river remembers to keep our scent in its waters. We somehow will always live in the travelling breeze of Time, In the...
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Out from the silence of years, lost in the memory of dead seconds, walking through the labyrinth of time knowing the way out is deeply hidden and the centre perversely elusive, I can still say your memory lingers in the city of bridges and dark river, in...
Just the sanding of the years on a wall still firm and strong, just the flaking here and there, while TIme smiles and goes on. Just a few more marks and lines on a surface still quite smooth, while events unfold and fade, while peace and turmoil meet and...
Time and gardens go together, love and roses go together crystals and rain go together, fireplaces and Winter also go together… We, on the other hand, shared time in gardens, enjoyed love and roses, loved raindrops on crystals, cuddled near the fireplace...
She looked at him in awe and saw her past revisited, she looked at him hopefully and saw her uncertain future. He just looked at her intently and saw only the present. And it is now, years later, she lives only in the present while he thinks of their past...
When I'm Alone
I hate when he travels...Little things see me through the times when I’m alone. I slip on your t-shirt and inhale the faint scent of your cologne. Silly, I suppose, but it helps. I hug my pillow and hold on to the thought that you won’t be gone forever. The grandfather clock chim...
The Artist
When your partner doesn't want commitmentYou decided the end of our story before we could write it Robbing us of a maybe, stealing our possibility Opting out of responsibility My love has chosen a misfit You wrote our entire album before a tune was hummed, Playing with my heart like a melody A...
When I met Gayle, we were both young, young girls looking for something to do, something more than just being women in a world not built for them but in spite of them. She was not yet beautiful, she was good looking, in an expectant sort of way. She was t...
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Last Night at Sunset
I'll always be with you...Last night at sunset, I waited for you. My love illuminated the sky, painting a vibrant mural with which to end your day. You stood on the shore, looking lost and alone. I wish I could touch you and let you know how much you are loved. But time was cruel...
Sunset in the city, our city by a river, sunset in the city, our love still present in the old stones, in the new buildings, in the tall bridges smiling at our river...
Rose petals just lost to the passing of years, to the tricks of memory, fading seconds and hours. Rose petals lost in books still keeping their perfume, scented with sweet loves, desire and old passions.
And it is now, while alone, that I see you, back in time, the young man you used to be, with tousled hair and a smile, your faded jeans and old jacket, covering your graceful limbs, marble-like skin of sweet scent that lingers in my memory still. And it i...
An affair hides the clocks of time under its brief encounters, hides the desperate prayer for desire to keep flowing. An affair defies time and death in its mad pursuit of pleasure, an affair refuses to become just dry rose petals between pages of some ol...
The Cry of the Dolphin
She wishes she could hear his voice, one more time...She sat by the water’s edge, watching the dolphins play. She wished he were still here, reminding her to be careful or telling her the same joke he’d told time after time. She could feel his presence so strongly by the water. It brought her comfort to kno...
Not knowing you was the best decision I should have made But my universe and destiny both conspired so that our paths would someday meet. The pull you have for me is so strong. So strong that resisting from it seems so wrong. I have always been entran...