Evening blues...

I miss you
Darling
A little... :)

Y.a.t.b.l.i.t.w.w. -

You're the best lover in the whole world.

Because you are, dear. :)

You know, I'm in those panties now...

…with flowers.

And it's surprisingly such a nice feeling - to be in something that you "approved." :)

So, what's this, that I love in you?

You're smart.
You're sensitive.
You're kind.
You're beautiful with your special, masculine beauty.
You're sexy.
You understand such delicate things no one else understands.
You're passionate.
You feel beauty.
You're touched by it.
You're an amazing love partner.
You're free (from tying complexes).
The way from your soul to what you do, is very short and straightforward.
You're listening to yourself.
...I want to sleep. Will finish later. :)

Hard to sleep

Want you so much, baby. Want my sweet button to be covered by your wet warm mouth. There it belongs. There, kind of, is its home. :)

The same feeling of "there it belongs" I have when you're entering me. It's like something very ... right happens. Welcome home, honey...

"You raise me up,

to more than I can be." - from a song.

Well, don't know, to more or not to more, but certainly to what I want to be. To what I discover I can be. To what I so enjoy to be. :)

So much want to share this with you...

...but don't know if it's of your taste. It's so passionate! Beautiful.



Here, where the sea shines
and the wind howls,
on the old terrace
beside the gulf of Sorrento,
a man embraces a girl
after the tears,
then clears his throat
and continues the song:

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know;
it is a chain by now
that heats the blood inside the veins, you know…

He saw the lights out on the sea,
thought of the nights there in America,
but they were only the fishermen’s lamps
and the white wash astern.
He felt the pain in the music
and stood up from the piano,
but when he saw the moon
emerging from a cloud,
death also seemed sweeter to him.
He looked the girl in the eyes,
those eyes as green as the sea.
Then suddenly a tear fell
and he believed he was drowning.

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that heats the blood inside the vein you know…

The power of opera,
where every drama is a hoax;
with a little make-up and with
mime
you can become someone else.
But two eyes that look at you,
so close and real,
make you forget the words,
confuse your thoughts,
so everything becomes small,
also the nights there in America.
You turn and see your life
through the white wash astern.
But, yes, it is life that ends
and he did not think much about it
on the contrary, he already felt happy
and continued his song:

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that heats the blood inside the veins, you know…

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that heats the blood inside the veins, you know…

A gentle reminder...

Don't forget to put more condoms in your car,
my dear... ;)

You are so perfect, my love

Just thought today: about some people I think, trying to discard something that bothers me in them. And how nice it is, that about you I can think "in full length." You're so perfect, my darling...

I'm not insane as one could think. :) I do experience some things with you that bother me, hurt me. But they're as if hand-made for me. They make me to make of myself what I want to be: to rely on myself, for example, not to put my "center of gravity" outside of me. They immediately remind me if I turn aside from the way I want to go.

You're perfect for ME, darling, and that's a great gift. :)

"You're so beautiful, my darling..."

After today's team meeting.

You're so beautiful, my darling... Your voice is soft and low - where did this come from? Nina Simone, I guess.

Your eyebrows are of such clear, beautiful form.
Your shoulders wide and masculine.
Your jeans of such an interesting form.
Your hands are so mine. These long sexy fingers... I remember the pleasure they were giving me. I want to touch you... and at the same time want just to preserve your wholeness. To wrap you in my love, my admiration and just enjoy the view. :)

You're so special, my darling... My dear-dear-dear... well you-know-who. :)

The sweetest gift life could give me now...

Purely accidentally I once downloaded this song. Purely accidentally moved it today to a CD. Accidentally heard it now. Not-so-intentionally, either, decided to check the words...

Thank you, My World! :)

Barbra Streisand - Tell Him Lyrics

I'm scared
So afraid to show I care
Will he think me weak
If I tremble when I speak
Oooh
What if
There's another one he's thinking of
Maybe he's in love
I'd feel like a fool
Life can be so cruel
I don't know what to do
I've been there
With my heart out in my hand
But what you must understand
You can't let the chance
To love him pass you by

Tell him
Tell him that the sun and moon
Rise in his eyes
Reach out to him
And whisper
Tender words so soft and sweet
Hold him close to feel his heart beat
Love will be the gift you give yourself

Touch him (Oooh)
With the gentleness you feel inside (I feel it)
Your love can't be denied
The truth will set you free
You'll have what's meant to be
All in time you'll see

Oooh
I love him (Then show him)
Of that much I can be sure (Hold him close to you)
I don't think I could endure
If I let him walk away
When I have so much to say

Tell him
Tell him that the sun and moon
Rise in his eyes
Reach out to him
And whisper
Tender words so soft and sweet
Hold him close to feel his heart beat
Love will be the gift you give yourself

Love is light that surely glows
In the hearts of those who know
It's a steady flame that grows
Feed the fire with all the passion you can show
Tonight love will assume its place
This memory time cannot erase
Your faith will lead love where it has to go

Tell him
Tell him that the sun and moon
Rise in his eyes
Reach out to him
And whisper
Whisper words so soft and sweet
Hold him close to feel his heart beat
Love will be the gift you give yourself

When you're down there...

I'm going crazy.

I'm opening to you.
Straightening the channel between my love to you and your tongue.
Now that sweet button is the only place that connects us...

When you're down there...
I'm so fully, absolutely, crazily yours.

When you're down there...
I suddenly know what this place's been there for.

Bjork, "It's oh so quiet"

You showed me.

To remove you from my system?

I honestly tried. 'Cause that's what you wanted. Well...

You're flowing in my veins.
I'm breathing you.
It's your tongue that I feel on my... "sweet little cave."

Have you ever tried to take yourself and make from you someone else?
To replace your blood to some other?

It hurts so much...

I once sang you a song...

In my free translation:

"My knight went away on his journey
Fifteen years ago.
Before he went, I bewitched him so
That in every beautiful girl
He recognizes me.

<...>

The time goes by,
And I'm tortured by a question:
When he finally comes home,
In me myself
Will he recognize me?"

Why did I think about it now? Just a thought: I see you so much in others. When I finally see you, will I recognize you in you?..

You sent me

http://smys.sloggi.com/?action=charts

Very much your style. :)

Paola e Chiara, Hey

You're in every bit of it, honey... It's your skin that they're caressing, it's your smell there, your touch, your me.