Hmmm.. your smile

"I put myself wandering,
What kinda of spell i was in..?
So i thought...
Hmmm... I think it was the smile...
Yes it was the smile...!- I concluded.
It was the smile that opened the door!
It was a smile with so much brightness inside,
that i felt like come inside of it,
take off all my clothes,
and stay naked inside that smile!
Run, sail, die in that smile!
Yes the smile... your smile!

-Me

In Love

How my heart burns in high flames, when you are near me!
And it beats faster when you touch me.
It makes me want to pour all my heart into your heart.
It makes me want everything to be joy and laughter.
And the feeling grows stronger within me, 
and it wont scatters,
instead, it builds strong foundations 
in the place where my soul is hugging my heart.  
And i feel like a drunker,
that allowed himself drown in love's liquor. 
And from your mouth,
you have the best flavour of all the richness wines in the world! 

- Me  

The fire of Reborn

"I am certain that I have been here as I am now a thousand times before, 

and I hope to return a thousand times more."

- Goethe

No Love can be Lost

"If no Love can be lost, 

Than you will be reborn from my dreams!

Because in my dreams you wont ever be gone forever,

and you will always come back to that square where we once met...

...and straight to my arms!"

-Me 

Fox Ring

Distant Gardens

When you finally came to me,

I was already looking for you. 

In that day, the night opened to us in moonlight.

In your hands, so close to the heavens,

you brought gently the world to me.

From your eyes the myths rushed in,

and through them, i got to see distant and enchanted gardens.

- Me 

One Heart, One Breath

"Love means to be with. It means to emerge from a fantasy world to a world that unconditional Love is possible.. face to face, bone to bone, a Love of devotion. Love means to stay when each cell tells us to flee."

"When two people love each other, there is one heart and one breath.  

While one side of the heart gets empty, the other one gets filled.  

When one breath ends, another one begins."

- in "Women Who Run with the Wolves"

by Clarissa Pinkola

The Art of Mara Hincher

I'm totally in love with her work! Her universe of animals, faeries, spirits, creatures and saints is to perfect!

My Lover

My lover has a thousand faces and a thousand shapes,
a thousand colours and a thousand essences. 
 I love every part of my lover!  
Each night, i make love to one of his beings.  
In a kiss, I feel him melting into a thousand pieces,
like a feast of dances and colours.
The whole universe is inside his body,

and inside his soul.

And in his eyes 

it reflects the stars, the cosmos and even the black holes.

In his voice all the songs are sung,

and in his hands, all the poems are written!

Expect one...

The one i dedicate to him.

- Me

I carry you, You carry me

We are from the same exploding star

We are the same dust

 So our hands, our mouth, our eyes and hair,

are all the same..

We are one...!

We are more than friends, than brother or sister, 

or boyfriend or girlfriend, 

more than lovers or husband and wife...

We are like one been...!

We float in the same river,

so we are the same branch,

because we go in the same direction,

we even have the same rhythm.

We are the River!

We are the same water, the same clearness.

 Our lives are not separately...

Our lives... are one!

I carry you...

You carry me...

Everything is how it should be!

- Me 

Terror de Te Amar

Terror de te amar num sítio tão frágil como o mundo
Mal de te amar neste lugar de imperfeição
Onde tudo nos quebra e emudece
Onde tudo nos mente e nos separa.

Que nenhuma estrela queime o teu perfil
Que nenhum deus se lembre do teu nome
Que nem o vento passe onde tu passas.

Para ti eu criarei um dia puro
Livre como o vento e repetido
Como o florir das ondas ordenadas. 

- Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen

Nurturing

“Never idealize others. They will never live up to your expectations. Don't over-analyse your relationships. Stop playing games. A growing relationship can only be nurtured by genuineness.”

- Leo F. Buscaglia

The Beautiful Style of Mary Magdalene

Beautiful Victorian and Lolita's dresses. Makes me want to wear all of them! 

Go check her website: 

http://www.marymagdalene.jp/

Fading Away Together

And if the moon fades away...?

Do i fade away with her too...?

I am the shadows that moves behind her face

and becomes one with her brightness like in a dance. 

My face and the moon's face shine like twins,

but separated within a fraction of time and space. 

We still aren't conquered...!

We both wait,
And we both fade Away.  

- Me 

Faeries

"Faeries, Gnomes, Devas, Nature Spirits, Elementals, Angels - whatever name we use for them - they were all here before the Age of Reason and they are all still here among us now. It is wise to remember that we deny the existence of faeries at our peril - for they have a disconcerting habit of breaking into our closed world-view, demanding our full attention in subversive and startling ways."  

 "Faeries tell us that small things can hold great truths!" 

- Brian Froud

Retrato de uma princesa desconhecida

Para que ela tivesse um pescoço tão fino 

Para que os seus pulsos tivessem um quebrar de caule

Para que os seus olhos fossem tão frontais e limpos 

Para que a sua espinha fosse tão direita 

E ela usasse a cabeça tão erguida 

Com uma tão simples claridade sobre a testa

Foram necessárias sucessivas gerações de escravos 

De corpo dobrado e grossas mãos pacientes

Servindo sucessivas gerações de príncipes 

Ainda um pouco toscos e grosseiros 

Ávidos cruéis e fraudulentos 

Foi um imenso desperdiçar de gente 

Para que ela fosse aquela perfeição

Solitária exilada sem destino

- Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen

Moon River with Audrey Hepburn's singing voice

One of my favourite movies - Breakfast at Tiffany's - and my favourite actress- Audrey Hepburn - this song makes me daydream. Just love it!

The Emperor and the Empress

How i wanted to wake up from my flower and velvet bed, 

with a sea of veil on top of my naked body,

and a whisper with a taste of salt on my mouth.

I would walk barefooted over the silk floor, 

and would lie down next to your daisy layer,

and with a soft and tender kiss,

you would wake up feeling so much love for life,

that you would conquer the world and become a worthy emperor!

And i next to you, would be your only Empress!

- Me 

Waiting for my Prince Charming

My Prince comes over the mighty waves

My Knight comes in such a haste

My Love comes over the steamy sea

My Pilgrim conquers the ocean adversity

How i wish i could die

in the water of his eyes!

Sad tears i cry,

Missing to look the waves,

rolling and crawling,

gently and beautifully,

from the depths of my love's eyes! 

- Me

In a World of my Own

“...Ever since I was a child, I have had the tendency to create a fictitious world around me, to surround myself with friends and acquaintances who never existed. ( I don’t know, of course, if they didn’t really exist or if it is me who doesn’t exist. On such matters, as in all others, one shouldn’t be dogmatic.) Ever since I became aware of the thing that I call self, I can remember with mental precision, the figures, the movements, the character and the history of several fictitious people who were, to me, as visible and mine as those things which we, perhaps abusively, call real life. This tendency, which exists since I realized that I was a self, has always been with me, modifying slightly the kind of music it uses to bewitch me but never altering its manner of bewitching.”

- Fernando Pessoa 

Love Recipe

 

 Recipe for Love

Ingredients

2 Hearts Full of Love
2 Heaping Cups of Kindness
2 Armfuls of Gentleness
2 Cups of Friendship
2 Cups of Joy
2 Big Hearts Full of Forgiveness
1 Lifetime of Togetherness
2 Minds Full of Tenderness

Method

Stir daily with Happiness, Humor and Patience.
Serve with Warmth and Compassion, Respect and Loyalty.

Done!!!

The hundred years Sleep

It's been over 100 years and the Prince finally came to the tower.

In there, he thought to find a beautiful princess and show her his kiss power.

But instead, a very old women was waiting to receive the blessing kiss.

In her hands was a very old note saying: May your lips be my assist.

May they bring back the light i have be longing in this sickness abyss!

The handsome and young prince felt deceived,

and end up abandon the tower without the kiss retrieved.  

For the princess stayed sleeping for another 100 years,

and another more until her remains had finally disappeared.

This is the true story of a women that privates herself for the right man,

but ends up finding herself old and in tears.

- Me

"We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection. We write, like Proust, to render all of it eternal, and to persuade ourselves that it is eternal. We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it. We write to teach ourselves to speak with others, to record the journey into the labyrinth. We write to expand our world when we feel strangled, or constricted, or lonely. We write as the birds sing, as the primitives dance their rituals. If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it. When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire and my color. It should be a necessity, as the sea needs to heave, and I call it breathing" 

- Anaïs Nin

Sakura Deer

You come to me, as a monster of creation

You are my birth and my death

All living things kneel before you in adoration

you comfort the world only with one breath 

Who are you beautiful Being?

With your horns crown in rosy-flowers?

Your footsteps crosses the worlds in-between

your journey has no end and it goes on for hours. 

Take me with you, i begged

He smiled and let me me ride on his deer back

Our journey begins as we follow the stars track

We now walk together without planing of coming back

- Me

 

The Queen of Eternal Sleep

Here she comes,
The Queen of Eternal Sleep.
She pays me a visit
while i'm in bed.
She is within me.
She is the voice,
cradling me
when i cry for peace.
She is the Queen of Eternal Sleep,
and the Queen of the hidden planets.
She is the depth of a myriad dream spiral.
She burns my sleep,
with her flaming star kisses,
and her cold hands,
frozen my unwanted dreams.
With a mixture of ecstasy and pleasant pain,
i wake up the next morning,
feeling that an incandescent light,
had taken me all over!
With a smile,
i wait for the next night,
hoping to make love with her again.


- Me