Now nothing remains the same….

Now nothing remains the same…  Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola.Made me… Continue reading →

Just be…

Damn those eyes…

Leftover wine…

Never been to Spain…

The Gypsy heart…

Gypsy heart…. Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison or… Continue reading →