tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-115748202024-03-14T12:00:47.111+00:00Tantric PoetryŠømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-34364136255580211682020-01-17T23:24:00.001+00:002020-01-17T23:24:06.467+00:00Extasis<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I have no qualms admitting</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">It would be hard to resist</span></div><div>Jumping into bed with you</div><div><br></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">It's the sheer domesticity </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">of companionship that I miss most</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Lying down on the sofa</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Head on my lap r</span>uffling your hair</div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Telling me about your day w</span>atching TV</div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Cosying up for a </span>popcorn and movie night</div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Sipping some wine</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Exploring every curve and little nook of that body</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">A Weekend in the country</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">In a little cottage by the sea</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Midnight skinny dipping</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Then rush in and lay by the fire</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">The sparkle of the embers</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Soft glow of the fire crackling wood</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">The heat gently warming up our skin</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">The glow of the flames</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Reflecting back from those eyes</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">And the shadows playing behind</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Whilst your hand caresses my body</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Awakening the silent volcano</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">An hunger waiting to be satisfied</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Your moist lips locked on mine</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Your hands .... ooooh your hands</span><br></div><div>There .... yes ... there</div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Pls don't stop</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">😯</span></div>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-55278694706749784492010-10-18T00:29:00.001+01:002011-03-29T22:25:16.712+01:00A Matter of Pure Coincidence, Chance or Destiny<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Body is matter, ... and matter is made up of molecules, particles and atoms.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I could have existed as any random atom anywhere in the universe.... </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Instead I ended up here, whether by chance or destiny.... and then some time later I met you.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And my atoms got together with your atoms... and together we created another human being.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Coincidence</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">or not, we came a long way ... I hope Love - yours and mine - like the Universe is as immense and infinite and like Time always existed and always will.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I love you till the end.... when all I'll have are Polaroid pictures of last Summer... and your ashes... those I was supposed to scatter to the wind.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I miss your warm, sun-kissed, brown skin against mine.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sommer Bloem In't Veld (Copyright 2010)</span></span></span></div>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-38257153776234693432010-03-11T11:08:00.003+00:002010-03-11T11:14:43.721+00:00Love is ... to want and to need<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">''I love you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">when you're happy and when you're sad,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">when you're angry or upset.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I love you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">even when there is no reason to</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">when I could just be one </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">but instead choose to be 1+1=2</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">One day</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">you made me crave for companionship,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">you made me vulnerable again,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">you made me fear the pain,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">that of going beyond </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">the point </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">of no return, no coming back.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I want you because I don't need you,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">but I need you to want me to need you."</span>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-10370738298286070392009-09-11T11:45:00.001+01:002009-09-11T11:46:11.657+01:00Still and forever the love of my life...<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We've been together for a while now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We're growing stronger everyday</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It feels so good and there's no doubt</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I'll stay with you as each morning brings sunrise</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Though relationships can get old</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">They have the tendency to grow cold</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And there will be heartaches and pains</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But through it all, we will remain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In this life, we all know</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Friends may come and go</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I will stay</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And when the dark clouds arrive</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I will stay by your side</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I know we'll be alright</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And in the end I know that we'll find</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Real love beautiful and divine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We'll be lovers for a lifetime</span>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-91940852610391177942007-01-25T22:38:00.000+00:002007-01-25T22:51:59.573+00:00Poema dos Olhos d'Amada<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMOOed7hj10WlpSYvR9InY-MThb01rC6F7auxATDLmZxC5d9sA0PiYKBxNU41ewoPksW34UWQomo8enPIxx8uytirvqmqUA_gPWjrIIkeYSzoDUoBKxuCyHVleD76V7aO001ad5w/s1600-h/maria.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024104378287696994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMOOed7hj10WlpSYvR9InY-MThb01rC6F7auxATDLmZxC5d9sA0PiYKBxNU41ewoPksW34UWQomo8enPIxx8uytirvqmqUA_gPWjrIIkeYSzoDUoBKxuCyHVleD76V7aO001ad5w/s400/maria.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>by Vinicius de Moraes</div><br /><div><br />O minha amada, </div><br /><div>que olhos os teus</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Sao cais noturnos cheios de adeus</div><br /><div>Sao docas mansas</div><br /><div>Trilhando luzes</div><br /><div>Que brilham longe, </div><br /><div>longe nos breus</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>O minha amada, </div><br /><div>que olhos os teus</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Quanto mistério nos olhos teus</div><br /><div>Quantos saveiros, quantos navios</div><br /><div>Quantos naufragios, nos olhos teus</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>O minha amada</div><br /><div>de olhos ateus</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Quem dera um dia</div><br /><div>quisesse Deus</div><br /><div>Eu visse um Dia</div><br /><div>o olhar mendigo</div><br /><div>Da poesia </div><br /><div>nos olhos teus.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>O minha amada,</div><br /><div>que olhos os teus…<br /></div><br /><div>Ô bien-aimée, </div><br /><div>quels yeux tes yeux</div><br /><div>Embarcadères la nuit, </div><br /><div>bruissant de mille adieux</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Des digues silencieuses</div><br /><div>Qui guettent les lumières</div><br /><div>Loin… si loin dans le noir</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ô bien-aimée, </div><br /><div>quels yeux… tes yeux</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Tous ces mystères </div><br /><div>dans tes yeux</div><br /><div>Tous ces navires, </div><br /><div>tous ces voiliers</div><br /><div>Tous ces naufrages </div><br /><div>dans tes yeux</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ô ma bien-aimée </div><br /><div>aux yeux païens</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Un jour, si Dieu voulait</div><br /><div>Un jour… dans tes yeux</div><br /><div>Je verrais de la poésie, </div><br /><div>le regard implorant</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ô ma bien-aimée, </div><br /><div>quels yeux… </div><br /><div>tes yeux</div>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-22993671110415458232007-01-25T22:24:00.000+00:002007-01-25T22:27:17.055+00:00Ô ma bien-aimée !Tes cheveux sont le lin dont je tisse ma voile,<br />Ton oreille, un saphir éblouissant la nuit.<br />Ô pâle tourterelle, à ton bras et sans bruit,<br />J’irai vers la colline, amoureux d’une étoile<br /><br />Ton sein, tel une grappe où ma lèvre s’attarde,<br />Mûrit comme une vigne aiguisant mon désir,<br />Envahissant ma veine ; et mon cœur va choisir<br />Ton regard lumineux, éclat de ma mansarde.<br /><br />Fleurit la violette où sombre l’aromate,<br />Embaumant tous mes jours en vapeur délicate,<br /><br />Tandis que ta rivière étire son plaisir.<br />Viens, Ô ma bien-aimée ! en mon nid sonne l’heure<br />D’un soleil capiteux au seuil de ma demeure ;<br />En doux amant j’irai, t’enlaçant à loisir.<br /><br />By courtesy @Marine juillet 2003Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-25732989745142762692006-09-01T17:04:00.000+01:002007-10-09T16:49:01.231+01:00The Object Of My Desire<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7716/1412/1600/cupid_prop.gif"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7716/1412/320/cupid_prop.png" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One Fine Day<br />I Was Lifted<br />By A Gust Of<br />Swirling Wind<br /><br />Straight Into<br />Your Arms<br />Bewitched<br />By Your Charms<br /><br />And I Fell<br />Under The Spell<br /><br />In Amazement,<br />Deeply Enthralled<br />The Green Emerald<br />Of Your Eyes<br /><br />In Awe I Stared<br />At The Beauty<br />Of Your Face<br /><br />Captivated<br />By Your Body<br />Full Of Grace<br /><br />You Are My<br />Laura And My Diana<br />My Venus And Aphrodite<br />To The Depths Of Inferno<br />I'd Gladly Sink<br />If I Could Run Astride<br /><br />My Rose Of The Winds<br />My Compass<br />My East And West<br />The Southern Cross<br />The Nordic Star<br /><br />And Even Though<br />I Know You<br />Not For Long<br /><br />I Sense A Fire<br />Burning Within<br />A Passion Sublime<br />And Strong<br /><br />That The Flame<br />Beneath Melts Away<br />An Ice Cold Sorrow<br /><br />My Heart Once Felt<br />And Is Now Gone<br />Set Ablaze<br /><br />My Body Craves<br />For That Tight<br />Loving Embrace<br /><br />That Quenches<br />My Thirst<br />My Hunger<br />My Taste<br /><br />Oh, Beautiful Muse<br />Princess Of Light<br />My Guardian Angel<br /><br />Deliver Me<br />From The Darkness<br />Release Me<br />From This Trance<br /><br />Yes, I Fear Indeed<br />A Love Like This<br />Can Burn Out Swiftly<br />Or Be Made To Last<br /><br />I Hope If Ever<br />The Dream Is Shattered<br />And You Vanish,<br />Disappear Forever<br /><br />You'll Remember<br />Nonetheless<br />One Day You Set<br />My Heart Alight<br /><br />Don't Forget<br />You Were Once<br />A Glowing Spark<br />And The Object<br />Of My Growing,<br />Insatiable Desire<br /><br /><br />Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005<br /></span></em>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-1145632415544125612006-04-21T15:53:00.000+01:002007-10-09T16:47:00.118+01:00Amor Incognito<p align="right"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6734/787/1600/Amor%20Incognito.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6734/787/320/Amor%20Incognito.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Let Me Tell You A Secret…<br /><br />When The Fairies Whisper<br />Flying From Tree to Tree<br />Their Voices Are Heard<br />So Softly, Like A Breeze<br /><br />One Day Long Ago…<br /><br />One Such Fairy Told Me:- "You Know...<br />They Are Not Simple Whispers<br />But Lovers’ Shattered Dreams<br /><br />And To Comfort Them<br />Of Such A Love Forlorn<br />The Fairies Sing<br />Their Magic Song"<br /><br />And Yet, Here and Now<br />I Suffer In Silence<br />From This Love<br />That Bears No Name<br /><br />Neither ‘Agape’ nor ‘Eros’,<br />‘Storge’ Or ‘Philia’<br />An Undeniable Tetra<br />'Sin Macula' Nor Shame<br /><br />A Love So Pure,<br />So Vibrant<br />So Ephemerous<br />So Insecure<br /><br />Of Two Bodies<br />Entwined, Conjoined<br />In A Romantic,<br />Inseparable Embrace<br /><br />Oh, You Have Me<br />Addicted, Enchanted, Bewitched<br /><br />And When Cupid Comes<br />Like A Gust Of Wind<br />Or A Sudden Summer Breeze<br />Sweeping Me Far Away<br /><br />Carried By Your Charms<br />In The Turbulence<br />Of Those Arms<br /><br />I Stare In Amazement<br />At This Raw, Savage, Virginal Beauty<br />About You<br /><br />I See It Through<br />The Freckled Smoothness<br />Of Your Ivory Skin<br /><br />In The Ocean Blue<br />Of Your Hungry Eyes<br />And Even Though<br />That Steely Azur<br />May Hide An Angelic<br />Innocence In Disguise<br /><br />I Sense A Fire Burning Within<br />A Resolve So Strong, Passionate, Sublime<br />That The Furnace Beneath<br />Melts Away<br />Even The Coldest Of Hearts<br /><br />My Cupid You Needed Not<br />Throw A Flaming Arrow<br />You Pierced My Heart<br />With An Enchanting Song<br /><br />And If Ever<br />The Dream Is Shattered<br />And You Should Disappear Forever<br />Don’t Be Like The Others<br />That Never Said<br />Au Revoir Or Adieu<br />It Was Nice To Meet You<br /><br />I’ll Be Glad Nonetheless<br />I’ll Remember The Time<br />You Came And You Went<br />Like A Summer Breeze<br /><br />Ours Was Not A Love To Last<br />There Was Always Fresher Grass Afield<br /><br />Now Tell Me<br />If You Had To Leave<br />And Break My Heart<br />Why Did You Not<br />Think or Feel Like<br /><br />Saying Goodbye?<br /><br /><br />Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-1145628518135905502006-04-21T15:06:00.000+01:002007-10-09T16:46:05.255+01:00Palanca Negra<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Olho,<br />e num instante, desejo-te!<br />Inflamado de paixão súbita,<br />Mal escondo a minha excitação.<br /><br />Quiçá és mulher alheia<br />ou Amazona livre?<br />Donzela já conquistada<br />ou Musa do meu Amor?<br /><br />Quero-te!<br />Vem minha doce e nobre palanca<br />Sacia-me este desejo ardente, louco<br />que me consome a alma.<br /><br />Vem pôr fim a esta dor solitária<br />Ao vazio que me enche<br />A tristeza que teima em ficar<br /><br />Vem!<br />E num abraço<br />Envolve o teu corpo no meu.<br />Deixa-me trepar<br />Essas Serras da Lemba<br />Cor de ébano, resplandecente!<br /><br />Oh, enroscar-me nesse<br />Corpo lustroso<br />Que numa tarde de Verão<br />Na Ilha de Luanda,<br />Brilhava como<br />Diamante perdido,<br />Deslocado.<br /><br />Tesouro privado<br />De que me quero<br />Apossesar.<br /><br />Esse olhar altivo<br />e provocador,<br />Quando me descobres mirando-te<br />Sinal de pudor<br />Ou instinto protector<br />És tu a culpada<br />Ou sou eu o sedutor?<br /><br />Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005<br /></span>Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-1115155760508411842005-05-03T22:13:00.000+01:002005-07-18T20:45:46.573+01:00"Easy come, Easy go""Je crois pas dans le Destin, mais je trouve souvent qu'il y a des gens qui croisent notre chemin, <br />et qui des fois laissent quelque chose derriere,<br /><br />Je considere ma vie comme un livre,<br />il y a ceux qui viennent et tout en passant laissent un memoir,<br />et parfois ecrivent choses bonnes ou mechantes,<br />un mot, peut etre une phrase ou rien du tout.<br /><br />Il y a aussi d'autres qui reussisent a ecrire un paragraphe tout entier,<br />... mais il y a ceux qui deviennent des co-auteurs... <br />... et ecrivent des pages et des pages... <br /><br />et qui sait, peut-etre resteront jusq'au "The End"!Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-1114728557290218252005-04-28T23:48:00.000+01:002005-05-03T21:05:58.446+01:00The Mechanics of Modern DatingWell MSN was a way of upgrading to the next level. It goes like this, if you ever gone on Speed Dating this is like the Slow Motion/Snail version.<br /><br />1. Email, then <br />2. Chat, then <br />3. Phone (maybe Video Conference in between) then <br />4. Check Police records then <br />5. Get Security Clearance, finally <br />6. Meet Face-2-Face... <br /><br />[<em>Slight awkwardness in the beginning.... (uhm, should I kiss or shake hands)... <br />....(oh no, she doesnt like me, forget the hug then)....</em>] <br /><br />- "Lovely evening, I really enjoyed myself .....<em>(Not! Can't wait to get rid of this fella).. </em><br /><br />- "Let's keep in touch, ok? "..... (<em>translation: Good Riddance)</em> <br /><br />Then again, we're only Human we like to complicate things, that's why i decided to become Vulcan (of Star Trek fame), who are devoid of emotions, so rejection doesn't even flinch an eye. <br /><br />So in keeping with the illustration in true Captain Kirk's style, whose most famous words were "Beam me up, Scottie"... <br /><br />Beam yourself from position 1. to 2., 3. ... or -----> 6. <br /><br />Go on live dangerously, as they say in Brazil - "Life is 1 day, Carnival is 3" <br /><br />My motto is "Carpe Diem, Vita Profitat" which freely translated in the old vernacular is: "Seize the Day but never stop enjoying life!"Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11574820.post-1111320897635492532005-03-20T12:07:00.000+00:002007-11-06T23:22:54.193+00:00Amanhecer ao teu lado [Waking Up By Your Side]<span style="font-style: italic;">Portuguese version</span><br /><br />Um dia ....<br />quando acordares e te sentires so<br />vira p'ro outro lado<br />porque ali estarei eu<br />olhando de volta p'ra ti<br /><br />Um dia....<br />quando quiseres correr e<br />gritar de felicidade ou<br />chorar de tristeza<br />nao temas nao,<br />porque ali bem perto<br />estara a minha mao<br /><br />Um dia...<br />quando o ar te faltar<br />e viver<br />é uma historia a acabar<br />ao teu lado<br />nao vou estar<br />porque do outro lado<br />te vou esperar<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">English version (slightly modified :-)</span><br /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US">One day<br />when you wake up<br />and you feel alone<br />turn to the other side<br />because there<br />looking back at you<br />you'll find me<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="EN-US">One day</span><br /><span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US">when you want to<br />run away and shout<br />your happiness to the wind<br />or cry of sad, sad things<br />don't be afraid<br />right next to you<br />I will be<br />To hold your hand<br />and set you free<br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US">One day<br />when you can breathe no more<br />and living <span style=""></span>is a story<br />reaching its end<br />by your side i won't be<br />'cause on the other side<br /></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-US">waiting for you<br />you will find me</span></span><br /></p><br /><br />Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005Šømmær-Błöęm Īn't Vēłðhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07303736224995980409noreply@blogger.com0