shikabane

THOUGHTS OF AN EARLY SUMMER DAWN I want to know what it feels like to open my eyes and see you smile next to me. I want to indulge with your smell as you hug me. I want to feel the texture of your lips with my own. I want to shiver lightly while you run your fingers on my back. I want to drown in your heartbeats as you hold me tightly. I want to feel your fingers playing with my hair. I want to close my eyes so that time seems harmlessly endless.

Fifth season... There's a piece of time, of this endless time... When wind runs like crazy through raindrops just to tell you "Hello" and kiss your marvelous eyelids. When butterflies give you petals of fresh flowers with pleasant smell just to cover your amazing skin with them. When birds stop singing and look at you blissfully just to admire your sweet voice. When sun shows up behind the moon fulfilled with curiosity just to watch your astonishing smile shine. When everything around gives the best of it just to see you happy. Including me. My heartbeats are fighting one after the other, which would beat louder, s

Ce este fericirea? Ploua. Lumea sumbră se ascundea speriată prin colţurile clădirilor masive. Apa rodea trotuarele oraşului cu o foame devastatoare. Lânga oraş, sub abundenţa picăturilor, sub imensul cerului, trântită într-o grădină de romaniţe, cu ochii închişi şi buze palide stătea ea. Pielea ei absorbea cu o sete nebună apa ploii. Aerul curat i se năpustea prin căile respiratorii, dizolvând pereţii plămânilor. Sângele circula ca o droaie de evadaţi prin venele subţiri şi sensibile. Senza#

I, the mad maniac of books, went yesterday to that amazing place called~ Library… In the morning, my cousin asked me what I will do all day. My aunt said "She'll go to the Library." And he's like "What?! She's going to a library?! You'll never get her out of there!" And he was right, I hardly wanted to leave that unique place called~ Library. I was falling in love deeper and deeper by every twinkling of the eye with that enormous reading room filled up with that charming scent of old books. Books of all times, sizes and colors. Books for all ages and minds. Books~ While standing in the middle of the hall I was noticing the antique benches tha

And I was looking perplexed at that black Window eaten by Time, where only two moments ago She was staying there giving me a sign of separation. And I was noticing the Window's edges gnawed by some innocent Nails. And then Shards of glass indulging in the Blood, that was still warm trickling feeble and sad. Lowering my absent Looks, I was seeing the antiquated structure of the Wall. And my Nose got filled with this archaic Scent from each crack of the stone Block in front of me. Lower, I noticed the white Pigeon. Or no… It was an immaculate nook of Her Veil that She was wearing when She… And there She is… I notice Her, how Her Face is kissin