Tuesday 19 May 2015

Time works against us, my love

Sometimes, I want to tell you I love you as hard as the cold winds hug the mountain.
Sometimes, I want to tell you, you are my everything.
Sometimes, I just watch you.
Most times, I feel you.

Forever, I love you!

Friday 8 May 2015

For Joana!

I’m fishing for stars in a soup bowl. The only thing I catch is the smile of my life. She laughs, coughs and unwillingly spills a few of the stars on her knee. She is happy and so am I! I wish every day to be a star soup day. With her, clutching her fishing rod, reeling in her stars. I love her. One day she says to me, I will catch all of the stars in the dark purplish sky and will drown them in the salted soup. Then, we will call them starfish.