domingo, 30 de maio de 2010
Domingo ^^
E eu me dei por conta o quanto eu sou felizarda de ter um domingo perfeito nas minhas mãos.
Hoje foi um dos dias mais perfeitos desse ano, sem palavras, o que aconteceu.. o nivel de sintonia que duas pessoas podem chegar chega ser apavorante.
Sintonia entre os corpos, entre as mentes, entre o momento de climax até o momento de adormecer e perceber que os batimentos cardiacos diminuiram, até que se encontram constantes e fortes... mostrando o quanto é bom estar ali.
Não sei como explicar tamanha dedicação e carinho, tamanho respeito e devoção.... tudo se misturando de uma forma a obter um sentimento perfeito... uma paixão que queima, que consome, que abala e um amor que persiste, que acaricia e que entende.
Obrigada por tudo, por ser meu porto seguro... por ser meu tudo!
s2~ Bruno eu te amo!
quarta-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2010
Adoooro =D
Tatoo feita de ultima hora nas pilha porke a Valls tava tatooando e eu não me aguentei, mas curti mais o resultado do que imaginei =D Ficou exatamente melhor do que imaginei =D
Doeu q o diabo, pehou bem em cima da costela, mas valeu muito a pena, agora eh fazer uma rosa pra terminar e ja eras... bem bom =D
=*
Thorn Without A Rose
Walking a lonely road in the dark
A scent of rain
Under wings of a clouded sky
Is it a losing game
Running after pictures
Slowly slipping away
Trying to take hold of a memory
Do you remember the days when forever
Had only just begun
You reach for the distance
And when you arrive the distance is gone
Already gone
Withered roses in the rear view mirror
Fade away and rain came late
Was it all worth it
When its all been proven just an illusion?
A distant memory for
(Chorus)
Tomorrow, in the palm of our hands
What's gonna be left
But a thorn without roses
Tomorrow, in the palm of our hands
We're gonna take hold
Of a thorn without a rose
Laid out of a hedge of thorns around my heart
Pricking your fingers
Our reason and soul
Tearing you and me apart
Bed of roses in the rear view mirror
It turns to thorns
To a bed of thorns
I'd never known that dying embers
Would hurt more than the blazing fire we lit
Walking a lonely road in the dark
A scent of rain
Under wings of a clouded sky
Is it a losing game
Running after pictures
Slowly slipping away
Trying to take hold of a memory
Do you remember the days when forever
Had only just begun
You reach for the distance
And when you arrive the distance is gone
Already gone
Withered roses in the rear view mirror
Fade away and rain came late
Was it all worth it
When its all been proven just an illusion?
A distant memory for
(Chorus)
Tomorrow, in the palm of our hands
What's gonna be left
But a thorn without roses
Tomorrow, in the palm of our hands
We're gonna take hold
Of a thorn without a rose
Laid out of a hedge of thorns around my heart
Pricking your fingers
Our reason and soul
Tearing you and me apart
Bed of roses in the rear view mirror
It turns to thorns
To a bed of thorns
I'd never known that dying embers
Would hurt more than the blazing fire we lit
(Chorus)
Why do you think you have lost
There ain't nobody who has not
It ain't right, what I feel
I'll be begging on my knees
For the sun to rise again - yeah
For yours and mine
Another time
Why do you think you have lost
There ain't nobody who has not
It ain't right, what I feel
I'll be begging on my knees
For the sun to rise again - yeah
For yours and mine
Another time
s2~