Love me
Love me but don’t stop my wings if I want to fly… Don’t lock me in a cage for fear of losing me. Love me...
Butterfly
Butterfly How light is the thought of love, it is like the landing of a butterfly on bare skin. The subtle thrill for light...
Rain in the pine forest – Gabriele D’Annunzio
Rain in the pine forest – Gabriele D’Annunzio Silence. On the edge of the forest no sound of words pronounced do...
LOVE IS NOT ALREADY DONE – Michel Quoist
It’s not an already packaged dress, but fabric to cut, sew. It’s not a turnkey apartment, but a house to be conceived,...