I love you! ❤
so much wanted
finally on my shoulder
not heavy at all
My Butterfly Blue ❤

I love you! ❤
so much wanted
finally on my shoulder
not heavy at all
My Butterfly Blue ❤

You love the mountains. I love the sea. Both love adventures in the promising horizon. Both love to be part in each other’s worlds. Togetherness in sharing. Apartness in longing.
”When the sky touches the earth there is true love” our kisses whisper to the stars.
a single star
hit by the whispering kisses
fell down
true love secured
receipt from the sky
Close together – on the savory rocky beach or in the fragrant highland meadow – there always are stars in the sky. And bridges that unite.
Sometimes I am not initially fully aware about what my thinking and words create. Seems like my inner mind – my subconscious – also is working but I don’t realize it until afterwards – like here in this post. It is so united everything. I make upp the story about he and she. With no thinking about Budapest. As no sea and no mountains. And then i fits perfect with Buda’s hilly side and Pest’s flatland. And on top of the cake – the statue 😉
It’s not the first time this happens.
“Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.” Nicholas Sparks
This piece of art on Gellert Hills shows Buda (king) and Pest (queen) uniting – Budapest.

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Carpe Diem #1112 Music For
The Royal Fireworks by Händel.
Pling pling. While sitting on the tram to #BizetCarmen tonight I thought about you. I remember your last words and a poem popped up in my head. You said:
-See you next time!
While our eyes made connection to each other’s heart – this very second – I answered the same words. And you know! Next time is Friday. Soon we’ll meet again!
a step to
lips wet by a dream
the thrilling inside body longing
for our next dance
‘loving to love’
Carpe Diem: #1110
Winter Breath by Adrian von Ziegler.

“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.” Jalaluddin Rumi
You are so shy. While looking down and around trying to find the right words. I watch you secretly from my lowered face. I’m waiting. Waiting breathlessly to hear you saying …
some day
I will let my heart speak
to yours
and tell about the island of
true everlastings – elixir of dawns
… wishing it to be in this very moment …
Carpe Diem: #1106 Symphony No. 11
The Winter by Joachim Raff.
I want to …
hug you
kiss you
sit down and have a chat
giggle when you kiss me
look into your eyes
show the joy in my heart
take a sip from the glass with red wine
chat and giggle
touch you secretly under the table
kiss your hand
thinking about next step
smiling alluringly
twinkling mischievously
… when I meet you!
When will you come?
Skrivpuff: Bukta.
Jag höll mitt hjärta fast
i ett stramt grepp
Inga utsvävningar
var tillåtna
Jag lyckades länge
mycket länge.Alldeles för länge
egentligen!Mitt hjärta började därför
bukta.
Först lite försiktigt
sedan lite mer
trevande.Nu buktar det ut
ordentligt
och har sina egna
hjärtslag.Mitt hjärta lever
tyglarna är borta
kärleken slår
sina egna slag.
Skrivpuff: Leta.
Nu behöver jag inte leta längre!
Jag har funnit Dig.
Efter vårt fjärde möte …Du kom
vi skrattade
och levde ut
älskade
älskade utan
tid och rum
kysstes
åh dessa kyssarDu har gått
din vän väntar
klockan elva
tågetJag känner din doft
doften av dig
berusande mig
njuter
in-njuter
saknar
Dig
Du skrev:
”……..”
Jag skrev:
”jag vill”
Vill vill vill!
Mitt hjärta ropar …
… sin längtanSnart träffas vi igen

Bilden från Fotoutställning på Tylösand Hotell, Lennart Nilssons bilder.