passion

Elle m’aime…

un peu Because I feel it even when she’s not around. In my bones, deep down there somewhere… I’m sure of it (a fool’s intuition). beaucoup Because she puts up with me and my creative passions, my dreams and naiveté. passionément Because she’s never afraid to show off her dark side. à la folie Because […]

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Finding myself…

Like a thick blanket of obeisence being lifted after years of bowing and cowing for the good of all, a blinding kaleidoscope of colour, sound and flavours assaults my senses and reawakens in me passionate desires too long kept at bay. Its been way too long…! What on earth have you been doing all this […]

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Bold as love…

Anger, he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground. Those farcical friends are never far away, but my red is on fire and always will be.  

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Falling…

Imagine beauty so bright and mesmerizing that it dazzles your senses each time you think about it or catch a glimpse of it, drawing you in as it melts your heart. You are powerless and humbled.

Now slow it right down and watch the glistening aura dance around you like wisps of electric angel dust… in heaven.

Then fall in love, again … so deeply that you are acutely aware of the magical fortune that is bestowed on you and wonder how this could possibly come to be.

This is the power we have inside us. The power of love.

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