My Finger and Your Finger

I touch your face

and I think today:

why worry about the size of your finger!


Our fingers touched our hearts,

our hearts wrapped up our fingers.


Why worry!

Our hearts and fingers became best friends,

they'll get along though size is different.

My Eyes Aim at the Waves in the Water

For love is the most beautiful thing there is,

the best treasure to receive and hold,

the best to offer
even in times when you cannot stand
at what comes upon you,

and when tears pour out your eyes,
it is the best intimate delight under the sun.


At this moment

of reflection imperfect,

blended sense and reason,

the flux whispers
and I try to listen.

Love
wants
needs
and it creates
the most beautiful environment to grow.

Making Love at the Ocean

She lays her head on his shoulder,

he moves to embrace her,

she lays her head on his chest.



Waves travel in romantic tones.



She touches him softly,

he chases her hands with his hands,

she enchants him with a smile.


Her eyes cleave to his eyes,

his lips embrace her lips,

her fragrance rests on his breath.



Waves travel in romantic tones.



She sings to the wind with a tempo of pleasure,

he upwards his rhythmical heartbeat to an up-tempo,

she hosts two smiles at the most beautiful caress of love.



Waves travel in romantic tones,

greeting the resonance of a love expressed in harmonic completion.

Artful Dance

- LOVE -

Fragmented into unity,

instrumental singing,

celebration of light in darkness,

streams of one core DNA,

division of mutuality,

alone work together,

permanent season within seasons...


...This mind, this heart...

...this life...

I Find Out Tomorrow is Not Today

It gives birth and grows,

your mole I came to understand,

and maybe I began to torture you.



The occasion does not forget that treasured little more time at your side,

and in a dream your fingers I feel slipping away from my fingers,

rain that I could not heed more than your voice,

only with your smile one more day I wanted to wake up with

yesterday I saw you,
but today again I want to be with you.


You with me, and I with you.

He Loves Her - She is His Helper

Woman who while living in love does not turn the simple into complex,

who in the complex finds the simplicity of loving her man,

who in loving him finds the reason to smile at him,

who in that smile finds the littlest detail to make him love her.

The Cut of a Rose's Thorn - A Rose for You

My thoughts, words, and feelings
about and for you.

Never to Cease Loving You, nor to Let Your Love Pass as an Assumption

The sky was colored uniquely this evening,

its beauty embraced the horizon.


Years ago, whilst the sun appealed to the night and its moon,
I delighted at the crashing of the ocean waves,
and enjoyed the most I could the golden breeze.

My mind went on a walk journey.


At that moment I asked myself the question:
Whom will I love?

The steel in my heart got broken,
I felt a beautiful and gentle wind touching my skin,
my arms in excitement got goose bumps;

without knowing who you were I was thinking and feeling:

You, I love you so!


Today I looked in all directions,
thinking about the directions you spoke of about love,
wondering where the beauty of that thought and feeling
lived years ago rested at the time.

I found my eyes traveling under lines and curves of colors...
...adorning a sky bigger than my own smile.

I love you - I will travel alone if I have to - I will wait for you.


Never to waste my life to love you,
nor to refuse to receive your love - be loved by you,
nor to be without hope,
nor, while I live, to lose the opportunity to love you.

Never, as if I were to die, or to live the last minute of my life,
to be afraid to love you.


While I do breathe,

I will live so to love you so.


While I live,

I will love you
as I shall wish I had done
when I come to the last minute of my life.


I will live,
I will not be afraid,
I will love you - now I know it is you the one I will love.

I love you.

The Waves Run and My Feet are Caught in the Middle

I always meant to love you.

It was never about the flowers,

it was never about a gift in itself.


Something more special
dwell as the meaning,
of each little detail shared - LOVE.


After all flowers die,

and the gift itself is only an item.


I wanted for us to share a love
thought, reminded,
spoken, written,
hoped, desired,
believed and done each day,

everyday!


And regardless the way it went,
I remember it all,
I remember you,
I remember your love.

You got me now

It Echoed Emptiness

I have shot sniper rifles - accuracy has not increased in opposition.

But I think I'll never be able to shoot using a bow - accuracy with an arrow would lack existence.

It is painful to miss, somehow it is.

Do you need accuracy to love?


I am too ugly,
too irrational,
too senseless,
too foolish,
too weak,
too unrealistic,
too guilty
too insignificant.



I wonder if love dresses with a target?

In Love Again, Deeper and Deeper

I walked barefoot,

I felt the morning wind,

I put on my favorite boxers,

I ate a grilled cheese sandwich,

I drove and listened to music,

I read about India,

I got a happy face on a message,

I cut a nail,

I waved hello,

I drank orange juice,

I wrote some words on a small piece of paper,

I had fellowship with the sun and the sky,

I yawned and closed my eyes for 8 minutes...



...Do you want to know the best about my day?


I loved you!

La Vita e Bella

1:52am,

a Saturday night has turned into Sunday morning.


You were born,

you were once a baby,

you were a kid,

you became a youth,






you have turned into an adult,

you laughed and had no teeth,

you returned to dust.


"Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,

everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun."




Moments in life...

...that which touches the corners of your heart...

...Some live in memories, some live in dreams,
some live in love.


Moments in life...

..."and the two shall become one"...


...You choose to live the life - You choose to love