pe tava

Ma surzeste limba din ce in ce mai mult.

Inceputuri

Imi trezesc de fiecare data visele
Si le culc in pat cu tine
Inmiresmate varfuri de par
Inmuiate in miere
Iti gadila ale tale nopti
La randul lor
Explodand de momente jucause
In care mainile noastre
Se catarau aprig pe lianele umede
Ale junglei - caii noastre lactee

De pe perna adancita visele nu curg
Astpet sa le iei in causul palmei tale
Si sa ti le versi pe fata
Pentru un somn oceanic
Necesar involburatei noastre retete
Ca sarutul dupa zvacnire

Nici ca m-as culca
De nu as sti ca
Visul nu incepe
Din moment ce
Nu s-a sfarsit

R. A.

din stra - bunici

In casa strabunicilor, pe peretele primei camere statea o bucata de panza - tablou cusuta de mana de bunica (asa ii spuneam eu)pe care era asternuta cu dibacie imaginea unei case in care toate sunt in ordine, cu o gospodina mandra in centru si cu doua ramuri de maslin sus in stanga si in dreapta. Iar jos cusut cu aceeasi migala un scris caligrafic, cu litere alambicate: " Curat si bine aranjat, faci din coliba un palat!"

Cum m-am simtit azi :)

astazi universul mi-a zambit in taina :)

cherry flavoured smile

God bless friends and self awareness

about love

I don't really remember the first time I ever thought about it. When I was a kid, I sometimes felt puzzled: that certain look in granny's eyes when she talked about grandpa, mum buying cakes for us even when we were short on money, grandpa alarmingly quiet while I was drumming on his bald head,  or the other grandpa staying up quite late after a long hard labor day to invent stories for the sleepless me, ending up creating new stories that I remember even today.

But what is love, really, and where does it go when fears take over?
Why is it so hard to talk about it?
Why do we reject it?
Why do we need it so bad and why is it so misunderstood?
Is it in the heart, or also in the mind?
Why is it so connected with everything we do..everything we are?
Where does it begin and does it stop?

Certain things are sure though: You can't push the love button, you can't really lie about it and love is the greatest thing that connects us all: we might not all have the same dreams and hopes, heights or colors, but we most certainly need, feel and give love everyday... everywhere.