Blue Moon tonight, a special night.
It happens just in a while that you can see twice in month the full beautiful moon. Secret whispered dreams for you, with all my special wishes of love, with all my heart.
It’s hot, so hot today I don’t know what to do with myself.
This body, I feel I have one too many!
There is a breeze incoming but it’s like the breath of a wet dog, have a try!
I think I’ll go in the kitchen, I haven’t been able to write new pages, maybe looking to the olympic athletes will give me a better perspective.
I’ll feel happier for sure!
I don’t care about anything but my feelings today,
looking for a good place to rest in peace.
I lay down in the sand waiting for the wave
to catch my ticklish feet in freshness
to gently restore my tired soul in a touch.
Dreaming it’s free,
disenchantment’s the price.
as the sun rises his head, I have to think about my nightmares,
not going anywhere anymore, just laying as I stay.
words I had enough and more not spoken, and never to go.
whispers in my ears moving on, looking for the heart colder than ever.
as the glass crushes,my beat smashes my flesh and blood.
crying is a wasted water resource, I wasted enough, dry at all once.
my sight is lost in the far horizon line, always thinking there’s a better place for me.
Hot, so hot, day by day and you cannot sleep anymore, waiting restless for this summer to end, but.
But now it’s raining, the sweetest freezing rain it makes you think tonight I’ll fall asleep so deep.
Summer storm makes me shiver, feeling alive and longing for emotions.
Never ever live in silence.
Everybody can hurt you when you’re silent.
Scream out loud, let your life be an eternal cry.
Let everybody know your alive, moving in the time-line.
I hold you tight ’cause I can see your light,
you’re so beautiful I can’t express..
my feelings in your hand.
In circles I’m running
going where I don’t care
really smart to consider
all my life from the shore
wave by wave emotions
crush in a crushed devotion
I’m standing in the middle
of this pool of blood
where’s the victim gone?
look there, look better!
a hand’s rising high
no fair… it’s mine.
Every try I give,
I miss the target.
I’m still here,
so I’ll try again.
Soon or later
I’m sure enough,
I’ll be able once
to hit the mark.
Yes, of course I’m messing around.
Google+ and YouTube and all this stuff, I know I’ll change my mind, ’cause I’m not a chatty one, from time to time can happen, but my phone allergy is not so far from all this things.
But I can proudly say I wrote today, I’m going on and I amused myself with the story and it makes me hope for better.
I feel closer to my fantasy people and I can focus better on their characters.
The point is to let the fantasy go without being childish.
You have to be mature enough to know that yes, it’s great to create places, stories from zero, but it’s easy, really easy to fall in a boring fairytale.Instead of a catchy novel.
So, my target is to be careful.
I surprised myself, I really did, when I found myself in some hot scenes, and I wrote them!
Keep on going, I really would like to share something soon or later.. we’ll see, it’s not in english.
Love and blessings to all of you
I’m happy to be me because I’m honest with myself, because I like my thoughts.
Sometimes I really keep me good company .
The thing is.. when someone’s always by your side no matter what, what you feel?
So, I’m grateful I ‘m still in one piece.
Look at me, I’ve been through some holes to hell!
I faced my fears, I’m still looking back from time to time, but what to do with something you never chose?
You don’t choose to lose someone, you don’t choose when the grim is going for a visit, it comes!
I’m on my feet and I’m in good company,I have love and I have to stop with these fears of loss.
I felt abandoned in my childhood, but to lose in these days that’s a different kettle of fish.
I’m fine, I have a dream, I need a project, everybody needs, to go on.
I’m writing every time I can and obviously it’s a hard thing to do, ’cause it’s like the universe notices it sending me distractions every minute.
I’m stubborn with this purpose, I’ll do it.
Don’t worry! I’m writing the story in italian, I know my english is good enough just to communicate, not to write really!
If a day, maybe, let me dream… It will score, maybe you’ll read it.