Sequels of rose fragrance lie admission-ed through my hair unraveling stories imperfectly traveling langorously in this Italian air filling the depths of my lungs, my melancholic heart,  spinning excessively my thoughts. Before I make my leap I will close my eyes whisper to the sky that burning desire to have my life revived.      … Continue reading timeless

Waiting game.

I lost many nights waiting for you.  Sitting at my window, counting down the stars.  I wondered what was going on in your life... To keep you so busy that you avoided mine. Those summer nights I remember most. When sadness creeped deep within my soul.  There wasn’t more than just a kiss to wish, … Continue reading Waiting game.