Humming

I simply love it when you’re sad
Sad eyes, sad eyes, my darling darling’s eyes

I simply love it when you cry
Sad eyes, forgiving eyes, that don’t care about my lies

I simply love it when you smile
Sad smile, sweet smile, my darling darling’s smile

...

If all you need is found in me
If I am here right next to you
If all we did or what we’ll do
Does not count…then why?

I can see those big eyes sad?
I can feel your heart stopped beating?
I can barely hear you breathing?
When I hold you in my arms….

Where’s the heat that was in you?
Where, the things we used to do?
Why your lips are cold and dry?
Why you’re smiling when you cry?

[cheap, all nighter poetry again...sorry for the lack of deepness...but it just sounds good...feels good...; to all]

How dare the nightingale sing
Filling my ears with music's poison
When all I need or want to hear
Is merely thy voice from lips of crimson

How dare the sunlight glow at dawn
Waking me up from dreams divine
Torn asunder with a frown
For not thou arms I'd surely die...

[Midnight romance just hits me sometimes...I'm not Shakespeare but I hope you enjoy; to E.P.]

" What light is light, if Silvia be not seen?
What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?
Unless it be to think that she is by
And feed upon the shadow of perfection
Except I be by Silvia in the night,
There is no music in the nightingale;
Unless I look on Silvia in the day,
There is no day for me to look upon; "


[Shakespeare's "The Two Gentlemen of Verona" (III.i.170-187), speech given by Valentine]

Word of the day

in·ef·fa·ble adj. Beyond expression in words

Because this is the way I feel now...I'd like to say I haven't felt like this in a long time...the truth is I haven't felt this way...ever...at all...not even close...So I won't even try to express it or explain it...it's ineffable...beyond expression in words...I'm starting to believe it's even not totally and fully conceivable by the human mind and spirit...maybe what i'm conscious of is just the tip of the iceberg...the rest too profound, too deep for a mere mortal to embrace...

I shall leave this little post surrounded by mist and questions...I myself cannot answer them...but I've given up trying to...it's just one of those feelings in life you let take over and not put a fight, don't try to decorticate or dissect...

It just hurts so much and fills one up with such rapture and joy...I wish to you all to feel something like it in your lives..it's worth it!

http://www.deezer.com/track/881600

[to you]

Summer heat mood

[Instead of helping me out Eve was taking photos...hahah lots of fun that day! Won't forget it soon!]

What elegance, style, power...perfect animals...
[Concours de saut d'obstacles; April 2009]

Little smiles...faith...

Do not expect to find any logic in what follows. It's only random thoughts and ideas...


Ha! Done it agaaain! The straw that broke the camel's back [thank's for this one Arthur...]

Beeing alone [as in home alone or single] is by far the worst living nightmare I can go through. Fear of hights can be fought...but how can you fight a fear of abyss? Well as the immortal genius of Disney taught us all, "When you've hit the bottom, the only way left to go is up." So the smile is still there, so are the eagle eyes and the hunt and abandon continue...

I rediscovered lately my profound love for Jack Daniels. Who said that all that is really good in life is either immoral, illegal or fattening was soooo right....just let vices reign.

And let us not forget books. One of the few ways of expression that is capable of materializing the human soul. So long live books, and constitutions, and white sheets that simply cry to be filled with comments, poems, homework...

And then there's gorgeous eyes. Some look at the face, the clothes, the breasts, the legs, the muscles, the hair, the ass. I look at the eyes...and although I fight against it with all my coscious beeing blue-green light eyes always get to me. It's one of those situations when you don't even know anymore if you want to win or loose the battle...

Babysitting 21 year-olds can happen! And beeing a mommy feels soo good and fulfilling and pissign at the same time...I wonder how the parents of the world stand their children...[Note to self: The other way arround is cliché but still interresting to ask...]

Theme park rides rock! In the end you feel like you've been trapped in a Coke can all day long and somebody shook you up and down...

Oh! Aaand...let us not forget sentimental comas. Sugar-free, biological, self preservation techniques that induce drunken like effects on their victims preventing them from feeling all those grumpy, black, bad-hair, wrinkle-maker feelings...[side effects may appear: weird stuff like freedom, jumping arround, dance moves, and "I don't give a fuck!" sensations]

Having good friends next to you and the pair of perfect blue-green eyes above mentionned in front of you can make you feel life is perfect!

And to finsh this speech let us all keep a moment of silence and pay our respects to good kissers, french declarations of human rights, and teacups of morning hope...

[to E., F.V., Anto., Arthur and coconut flavoured rubber ducks]