All that glitters is not gold, that which I want can not be sold. And over the years I have learned, that it cannot even really be earned or won through skill nor art. The only way to get your heart is to have it freely given.
As the snow falls in silent cascades, quietly covering the cars and cans in a blanched blanket, burying the ugly and dying in an overlay of shimmering transient beauties the light from your window fails to illuminate the ground as it is reflected and absorbed by the night that muffles the sounds, silencing the world […]
You can’t trust The American; He is arrogant and vain, seeking to spread his influence across borders and cultures. He is resourceful, creative in ways you can’t comprehend and is locked on target. The American sees and knows, he listens to the unsaid words and actions to uncover the secrets others hide in their hearts.
As the darkest days draw near, and the cold bites the very soul I reach for you, my hand outstretched in friendship and love, trying to grasp yours so we get through the frozen night.
I would give you everything I am, and still it would not be enough for you. So I will become more, until it is.
When you smile, my joy increases as your light fills my soul, reflected and amplified. When you hurt, I cry internally as your pain rends my heart, shattered and ossified. Connected on a level few comprehend, you influence me across the distances, the moon to my emotional tides.
I could never be what you seek, there are no tales of “Beauty and the Geek”. But if someday I got the chance I would make your heart dance, And fill your stomach with butterflies, As happens to me, when I look in your eyes.
Let us not fade away, slowly dying in the darkness. Let us flame out like a meteor, a streak across the heavens that illuminates others. Let us explode as a Roman candle, bursting with energy and sound that startles and frightens those below us. Let us be as mini stars, fusing and fiery and fierce […]
Prietenul meu, Muise-ul meu, dragostea mea Frumusețea ta îmi ia respirația.
I could feast on you every night and never be sated, never slake my thirst. My desire for you is unabated years after I tasted you first I still need you my love, my light.