I'm dying to meet youforbidden dawnwhile I crawldodging the scythe I'm dying to caress youlight of my lifeand see you open your new eyesWhile mine are closing I'm dying to kiss your foreheadcreature of my insides,and sing you a lullabyto silence the rumbles that...
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Tears
There is no light in my glancenor silence in my intimacy.The hours screamfrom the silent clocksof infallible digitsthat enslave the daysand prolong the nightsof open eyes.And I can notunleash my ragebecause I'm surroundedof unwanted witnesses.The muffled howlin my dry...
The toy’s scene
--Claire, don't hang up! Just listen for a second, said Mark very fast through the phone. Silence -It's Liam, added Mark. -I'm listening, said Claire. -He is not doing well. We had to go to the psychologist. She insists on having a conversation with the three of us....
Perplexed by the old year
I am perplexed. I don't know whether to define the year that has ended as good or bad for me. Furthermore, I've had a lot of bad luck with my health, but great things have happened to me, and I prefer to keep the good stuff.And there has been no room for more...
To my readers, on New Year’s Eve
I hope you'll have an angelat your sideevery dayof this new yearturning on lightswith youin this worldthat needs them so much.
The Christmas Angel
Glued to the frosted glassof the living room doorwhere the magic was workingI dreamed with a merry heart Inside, to the scent of fir and mosslittle restless lightsAppeared one by oneUntil they illuminated the dark room It was the Christmas angelTalking to daddyand...
Light fixtures
In her photography challenge, (CFFC) Cee asks us this week to post pictures of any kind of light fixtures. I have been recently to the Sacred Family of Barcelona, which is a prodigy of light in Architecture. I also have pictures of Christmas decorations in my city....
My sparrow
My sparrow is quite common: Bouncy, happy and elusive. Plays hide and seek among the branches braiding the four corners of my square. Calls me with the singing of a childish laugh, and it disappears leaving me alone, searching for its improbable shadow. I want to be...
The dance of silence
Marianna always wanted to be a ballerina. From her earliest childhood, she was fascinated by the tulle dresses, the satin slippers with ribbons, and the graceful movements of the slender figures that flew across the stages like butterflies, almost without touching the...
CFFC: Things that make me smile
For her Challenge, CEE Neuner is asking us to post pictures of things that make us laugh or smile. Because I didn’t find any funny picture, I’ll post some images that make me smile . Children playing like we had played when we were their age. That make me feel good...