de Anca Horga Your eyes attract me,But your grimaces don't,The steps, the conduct,Each one takes a turn.Come like a wave,I'll avoid you on the other side.Let's go for a walkOr a sudden freestyle.Love without secrets,I feel your heart near mine.As we part,Say "see you soon" instead of "goodbye".Ochii tăi mă atrag,Dar grimasele tale nu.Pașii, conduita,Fiecare pe …
March 2026In my garden Photos by me Love, Manuela Copyright © 2016-2026 manuela@inalove.world
de Aura Popa Singurul om din lume pe care-l vreau aproapem-a descheiat la vise și m-a purtat pe apede cânt și de tandrețe. Mi-a fost și drum, și pasși piatră și poveste cu nemurire-n glas.Singurul om din lume spre care-mi zboară gândulîn orișicare clipă e cel ce vieți la rândula împărțit cu mine și pâinea dar …
by Rana Steal me from me, You had the chanceMy innocent heart knew no imperfections Cried out rivers in the rain of sorrowsMy bright eyes had dreams of perceptions Gazing at my little world of endless dreamsPerpetual in the art of love by all perfections Treasures as promises, prone to fortunesSpinning emotions scattered infractions Your ruthlessness …
by Daniela Topîrcean You comfort my loving heartby the blue flight of your presencein the immensity of my thought...you are a part of my soula ray of summer sunthat borrowed your face...You have something of me...something undefined and unyieldingly beautiful,an immense silence surrounds you,like a diaphanous nimbus...I dream that I hug youin a secret ritual… likeI …
by Lynn White They tried them all,the amulets and potionsof their time and place.Some worked for a timebut death overcame themin the end and proclaimedtheir ungodlike mortality.They were buried like treasurewith their treasures from this lifereadied for the next,living on only in memorieswhich faded like funeral flowers.It was not enough.So portraits were painted on the bindings …
de Petru Racolța Împuşcătura l-a speriat pe Vasile, care a dat fuga spre locul de unde se auzise: curtea vecinului său din spate, adică a lui badea Gheorghe. L-a găsit pe acesta stând pe tăietorul de lemne, cu puşca în mână şi înjurând de mama-focului. La vreo zece metri în faţa lui zăcea un cocoş sfârtecat …
by Bianca Alina Feeling the coldness of the wall On my naked backHeightened the delicious pleasureOf having your bodyEntwined with mine.The fire in your touchesFuels my wild desire,And I pull you closer,Wanting you deeply lostIn this passionate lovemakingUntil we both becomeThe accelerated heartbeats of a dream. https://fatacusufletdecerneala.wordpress.com Photo by Yohann LIBOT on Unsplash
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