One plate, one crystal glass, one fork. Two hearts beating like one, two souls that became one. Two pairs of lips drinking from that only glass and then, kissing and drinking back their kiss again and again and again… That … Continue reading
A glass of wine, a dead rose in the vase an ashtray full of cigarette leftovers. all next to my bed. Lovers that come and go I always call them under the same name “Beau”. They never spend the night … Continue reading
I don’t need a beautiful dress to lighten up my face nor a fancy address for my eldery days But I need your body to be next to mine and I need your smile to give my heart the rhyme.