The EMBRACE OF COFFEE '
Annalisa Copiz
Bolivia, Baroque churches, infernal mines. The cavern of the earth spits flames dusty. Speak to me again tonight, do not let the dark when he kidnaps the stars, do not let me sleep hides the moon. The warm embrace of my black coffee will not let the night take away my fairies. Listen to my silence, a heart will feel crazy I roll in my chest uncontrollably. The intense aroma of my coffee black to slide back on the canvas of my pillows. I will dream of your fingers on the edge of my lips to ask for a kiss yet been lived. I will shake the wind whipping in the back, but I'll come to rest on your soft lips. I still swim in the sea of ??my black drink, to possess the wealth of water. The rebellious spirit of full grained I climb the face PEL in the morning dew. Sleeping between notes of vanilla, intoxicated by the fumes of soft coffee embroidery formed aromatic temptations evanescent. The seduction of the round cake and solid perfume flowers in a ritual bath guaiac wood.
The farewell
"Say good-bye I can not say.
Finish is nothing, getting lost is more serious.
Together we now many memories, finished everyone in nostalgia.
I moved, and I feel in my throat the tears that would open my mouth So,
I open my lips, pretend and laugh! "
Anonymous Arabic of 'Century XI
The strength
Keep in mind that the skin makes wrinkles, hair becomes white, the days turn into years!
But what is important does not change, your strength and your beliefs have no age!
Your spirit is the glue of any spider, and behind every finish line is a line of departure!
Do not live in yellowed photos, even if you insist that everyone expects abandonment and
Do not leave the iron rust in you!
Do not you pity but respect!
When you can no longer running, walking fast ..... and when you'll be hard pushed to use the walking stick but do not ever stop!
