I look at you, I see protection. I look at you, I see comfort. I look at you, I see warmth. I look at you, I see strength, will power, trust, confidence, playfulness, easiness. I look at you, I feel Life. Breathing without obstacles. Kindness. I dream of you, I find peacefulness. I close my eyes, it’s you I miss. A whole part of myself lays trembling to the thought of your warm palm caressing my face. My mind stays still, waiting for your breath to absorb mine, like souls transcending one another. As I lay yearning for your presence, I find you looking at me with teary eyes. With kissing missing lips. With a hole unfilled in your life, while waiting for something to tear the guilt apart. I do not dream of you, my love, at night, but live desperately awake during the day for I am yours and cannot be otherwise. As one day passes by, a month is carved upon my heart. I see this in the lifeless eyes the mirror shows. I feel that in my breathing. As one night darkens the world, I t...
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DedicationFrom: adnana.blogspot.com
Post Date: 2008-05-02 08:04:00
Azi împletesc. Vers din Cohen, afect din mine si gând din viaţă. I sometimes freeze with fear when I look at you (Where’s your heart !?!), but I’m standing there... Don’t ask me how. So here it is: To all those who say/feel deep in their hearts that they’re not sure about me - because it’s easier not to admit their own uncertainty and transfer it upon me, with the sole hope that I’ll blast their shakiness, make it go away and give back their ab...
more Sub un prun intr-o livadaFrom: adnana.blogspot.com
Post Date: 2008-05-01 10:07:00
When I talk and the soul listens: Where’s your heart !?! What happened to her? What happened to you, dear fragile soul? Who was so brutal blizzard to your wings? The heartless gestures, words or facts shook the heart, scared and weakened her, dwindled her to silence? The soul hurt and the mind drew some tough conclusions? Scarcely did you know what to do with all that pain. Or how to let the tears - however bitter, sour or bloody deep they might have been - fall into a magic place, so it...
more Adevar graiesc, parol, pe shalvarii mei!From: adnana.blogspot.com
Post Date: 2008-04-16 05:46:00
Nu exista scurtaturi catre locuri in care merita sa ajungi. Sau oameni, for that matter... Si ce-mi mai place mie la nenea asta (in afara ca graieste): The most important thing in communication is hearing what isn’t said. That’s a communication specialist. Peter Drucker :) Io cred ca nenea asta citeste ganduri: If you don’t get everything you want, think of the things you don’t get that you don’t want. ~Oscar Wilde. Bai, nene... :)))...
more Merci, AFrom: adnana.blogspot.com
Post Date: 2008-03-05 01:18:00
Ghem de nori Inspicati Printre flori Aruncati... Clipe dulci Gene moi Un fior... Poate doi... Unde mergi? Umbra rea... Tot alergi... Treaba mea! Voi pleca, m-am decis... Si de-ai sta? Pai...ti-am zis: Ba ba ba! de martisor pentru tine :) sa ai o zi frumoasa...
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