Poezie: ...ala

Iubito, te credeam nasoala
Pan' te-am vazut in pielea goala.
Stateai la mare, la nudisti,
Cu marea-n ochii tai cei tristi.

Trageai un fum dintr-o tigara
Simtind din plin ca este vara.

Iubita mea cu par de smoala,

Ce te-as papa pe burta goala.

The Blue

All I see is blue: blue sea, blue sky, blue eyes. Not necessary in that order. Sometimes I see only the sky, sometimes only the see, but the eyes are always there. They typify the mirror of my own eyes and the soul beyond them it's reflecting everything that I am.
I feel surrounded by blue and it's impossible for me to escape. Actually, I don't realy need escaping. It's nice beeing convicted to this. And I don't care about the chain as long as the chain is blue.
I'll pass that state... but not today!

Gand

"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today."

James Dean