THREE MORE III (9/11)

JOY	GLANCE	LOVER
Kiss me! Your lips are more than red wine. I  fly!	Do you think I dare to see your face? It glows!	I am not yours I just lend my soul for free!

FOUR MORE II (9/11)

http://www.zazzle.com/lust+art

TEMPTATION	LONELINESS	IRONY	DESIRE
Hi babe,  do  not  you  wish  once a more…  hot bite?	What the  heck  it  should  be  there  a  soul  near me!	There are  so  much  slaves  for  so  few  lords  in deed...	I long  for  your  urge, nude,  lying  on  my  crimped sheets...

FOUR MORE (9/11)

SACRILEGE	MOTIVATION	CURSING	INVOCATION
What could be worse than to hurt the  good? Big shame!	The rest of  us, do not stay idle. Hey, stand up!	I hate men who use nice souls. They are just beasts!	You are my  whole life. Cut the  chain! Please, free me!

THREE MORE II (9/11)

 Yulia Brodskaya’s mind-blowing “Babushka” http://www.odditycentral.com/tag/quilling

ODDITY	ADOLESCENCE	MY KIDS
Who then could make  me cry more than you? Odd love...	Be fair! Do not keep me in a pot Trees grow!	You are four fruits, four suns, four live aims to me!

THE INEVITABLE II

http://www.flickr.com/photos/24443965@N08/2624853203/sizes/o/in/photostream/

She's in panic! 

She woke up and real life was still a nightmare. 

Whatever she created is canceling her. 

It is shouting at her face: "You did wrong!" 

She refuses to reject what enabled her to thrive. 

TΗΕ FORBITTEN FRUIT

http://www.danoah.com/2011/10/the-fall-of-man.html

I do not know where I arrived,
I don't know  to where I go. I create. 
A nebula operative is my life ,  
adventitious condensing stellar mass 
built up stars, romances blossomed. 
I felt,  I sensed disarming, ideal loves, 
of  which make you get  enough, 
of  which keep you filled, 
such that you think they  never come back, 
and when they are lost, you doubt, 
but you deny that they were wrong. 
The worst shock, the larger vortex,
the terrible temptation, as always
the inopportune, the incongruous, the to nowhere, 
the flaming, the desperate love. 
The one which comes uninvited 
to carry away any structured  paradise of yours 
which destroys any  of your balanced data.
The one which inevitably ends abruptly, in deadlocks, 
for those to whom the logic exceeds the  feelings, 
to the souls to whom  the balancing of their galaxy, 
depends on the sacrifice of their personal liberty 
depends on the metron which they put in the measureless, 
depends on the weakness in front of the finality. 
Or I should say it depends on the nemesis...

THREE MORE (9/11)

http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladybugrock/3663979730/sizes/z/in/photostream/

JUDAS KISS	THE DEFFENSE	BEING’S STATEMENT
Kiss meant Thorn was… You nailed my heart… Loss in lust!	All in one! Love is the gun! Hate go! Rose grow!	Have fun! Short life must run… Death lose one more turn!

THE CUT (9/11)

http://www.flickr.com/photos/erix/2158916510/sizes/z/in/photostream/

Oh you!

scratch,

stab,

cold

pain,

lust,

warmth,

love...

sharp knife!

LIFE AND DEATH(9/11)

http://thevalrocks.blogspot.gr/2011/04/life-and-death-dream.html

Why, God,
death
lives
and 
life
dies?
strange
thing
thought I! CV haha again!

EVENING STAR(9/11)

 The "Evening Star" -painting bySabin Balasa
   The Legend of the Evening Star("Luceafarul")
is a story about a young princess who prayed
 to the evening star each night. The evening star
falls in love with her and is willing to give up
 his immortality, but realizes that the pure love
 he has for the young girl cannot be sustained
 in the mortal world.   http://www.worldrecordsacademy.org/arts/
longest_love_poem-world_record_set_by_the_Evening_Star_90145.htm

You just

are

my

dark

night's

star

warm

light

so far...