Piece 12
Her eyes departed and
flew away like hummingbirds in direction to my dreams...
And I dreamed like never before inside the gap of life,
suddenly, it starts frightening me.
Doesn't matter the time,
How much time, when, where, which place,
doesn't matter the place...
Who?
The heaven and the earth are together already, for a long time...
I flap my wings, making some wind,
taking a deep breath,
enjoying the Father's light
and humbling myself.
Love is the most important...
(1 CORINTHIANS 13)
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Papaya Cream - Brazilian recipe
Take one small size papaya fruit, peeled and without seeds put in a mixer together with 5 scoops of vanilla ice cream and about 5 tablespoons of Nestle table cream. After blending, use individual small bowls dropping some Liquor of Cassis on top of it. It is delicious and helps digestion. Buono appetito!
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Puzzle of Love - Piece 6
Piece 6
It is winter...
The morning takes a while to turn itself on
and I,
twisted on her existence,
do not let go the will
to stay at the slow desire
to live forever at her side.
At the window, the wind, the drizzle,
the grey clouds arriving and departing
and I, enchanted with her body in my arms,
her serene face expressing the sleep of the awake.
It is winter outside...
It is summer in my heart.
It is winter...
The morning takes a while to turn itself on
and I,
twisted on her existence,
do not let go the will
to stay at the slow desire
to live forever at her side.
At the window, the wind, the drizzle,
the grey clouds arriving and departing
and I, enchanted with her body in my arms,
her serene face expressing the sleep of the awake.
It is winter outside...
It is summer in my heart.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Puzzle of Love - Piece 1
I am going to start writing some poetry... Each one will be one piece. All together will complete the puzzle...may be...
Piece 1
Another day, another day, another day.
The days came one after another
been others like are others the words.
But there is only one thought,
only one feeling,
only one woman invading me,
making me feel lost
in the glory,
in the ecstasy
of a kiss,
profound, profane and perfumed.
Love, blessed love...
Piece 1
Another day, another day, another day.
The days came one after another
been others like are others the words.
But there is only one thought,
only one feeling,
only one woman invading me,
making me feel lost
in the glory,
in the ecstasy
of a kiss,
profound, profane and perfumed.
Love, blessed love...
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Simple pasta I made today for lunch
It was fun and fast. My wife and kids loved it!
I put some water to boil with a little salt and few drops of olive oil.
Less than 10 minutes to cook the Barilla conchiglie (medium shells), al dente.
A fry pan with some olive oil, small pieces of pancetta ( Italian bacon) and some slices of garlic.
When the bacon was kind of crispy I added the very young small early peas (Le Sueur) - with the water of the can drained. Mixed pancetta, garlic and the peas together. Red, white and green. Drained the fat. Added a half pint of Heavy Whipping Cream and waited until the mix start boiling. Took the conchiglie out of the water and dropped the mix on top of it. Buono appetito.
I put some water to boil with a little salt and few drops of olive oil.
Less than 10 minutes to cook the Barilla conchiglie (medium shells), al dente.
A fry pan with some olive oil, small pieces of pancetta ( Italian bacon) and some slices of garlic.
When the bacon was kind of crispy I added the very young small early peas (Le Sueur) - with the water of the can drained. Mixed pancetta, garlic and the peas together. Red, white and green. Drained the fat. Added a half pint of Heavy Whipping Cream and waited until the mix start boiling. Took the conchiglie out of the water and dropped the mix on top of it. Buono appetito.
Love
There is no reason.
There is no exit.
The moments are eternal.
The life renews itself.
Everything becomes possible.
There is no exit.
The moments are eternal.
The life renews itself.
Everything becomes possible.
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