Piove
posted on February 13th, 2007
The most beautiful sea hasn´t been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child hasn´t grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days we haven´t seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you I haven´t ...
by picchio »comments [ 0 ] »tags: life, love
Tir Nan Og
posted on May 16th, 2007
Ireland is a leaden grey sky on wind swept moors. It´s a sward of thin blades of grass bending before the roaring sea.
Green rocks falling sheer to the waves, where distance small seagulls chase shadows and tell forgotten stories. ...
by GiErre »comments [ 1 ] »