Monday, March 28, 2011
Sounds Of Love
There is no one language of love
There is no one face of love
There is no one sound for love
Love has so many colors
Love has so many chords
The sound connects me to you
My ears always heard the notes of love
From you.
Sound and then some more,
Connecting
Like an endless chain
Around my heart
Friday, March 25, 2011
Missy's Diary March 25
Friday night,
The smell of Shabbat in the air.
Finally quiet here and I do not have to run under siren sounds.
The English tea, so tasty,
I don’t know if it is because of him
Or whether it is the tea itself
But I never really liked tea before.
I'm still on a diet,
I am losing weight,
Maybe soon I’ll be able to get rid of my grandmother panties.
I enjoy cooking
And like seeing him eat what I cook,
Such a pleasure that is impossible to explain.
It must be the Moroccan inside me.
He bought us a flight ticket -
England! .... I'm already partly there ....
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Silence
This silence
In the air
Can break me.
This silence
Like a thread stretched,
Like a moment about to tear.
This silence sometimes sensational
With endless noise
Only I can hear.
This silence
That you know so well,
She's always with me
She is too silent sometimes.
This silence
Like all silences,
Mine
Yours
And yours
Theirs,
Walking on air
Waiting for something -
Something to break the thread
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This amazing Pic By Ora was excited for me to see.... to feel.
I love her Photo's ~ more from her Art work You can Find In this link : willberain's photostream
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This amazing Pic By Ora was excited for me to see.... to feel.
I love her Photo's ~ more from her Art work You can Find In this link : willberain's photostream
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Moment of Passion
Moment of Passion
Dim light in the room
I see his body
Walking naked
Even at that very moment
Through my eyes
I want it
His smile is full of passion
The smell clears me
Like a permanent perfume
Hand on my body dancing in circles
He whispers to me words of love
Tickling me
A smile wraps my lips
Then comes a Kiss
Residue
Residue
That's what’s left from you,
It flew in the air
Spirit of the past
Regeneration
That's what I have now
Regeneration of excitement
New Journey
Journey of Love
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Sunbathe
Wonderful moments
When the sun and I
Unite
Into one
Sunny days arrive
Full of love and warmth.
The sun caresses me
Warming the body
And it feels superb,
It feels eternal.
I give my all
Breathing, taking
Feeling safe
Beneath the sun's rays.
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