ReFRESHment

It's been a long time since our last drink here, if I recall correctly, it's been a hot fall tea. Hope you're up for a fresh summer cocktail ;) and some berries now.  

 

Since it's the first post over a long pause, I'll keep it simple, just like a first class after summer-break. I'm not gonna do an essay on How I spent my blog-off-time thou ;D

It's Skopje, it's pouring rain and smells like my office. Don't worry I have a  few more minutes and then I'll dance in the rain, but while I'm stuck on the chair I'll dream off some inspirations with you. . . and hang them right here on this post... 

see you soon .. I just leave you with noting but an idea this time - 

1. find your blank wall

2. print out your fave poster or saying or whatever ( do it in black'n'white)

3.4.etc will be the framing and stuff but, for now I only have the printer by my side and this blog to brag about it. When I do the wall I'll tell more.

 Have a great day/night and have a raindrop on me

 

miXed...

my smoke and your touch

my black and your white

my wax and your razor

my laugh and your smile

my honest and your not

 or not

it's old

it's cliche

it's habit

mixed

mixture

mix

fix

fixture

and still not fixed

pardon my smoke dear

but

I won't be kissing you tonight 

morning 14th

it's not just an other morning 

it's not just an other coffee

there's still snow out here

and just a little bit more love 

than yesterday 

"love Valentine

love any kind of celebration 

love Love 

mmmm

enjoy your coffee 

in company 

in bad

by the window

at work 

on a way to work

wherever you are

feel love - you are loved

... morning 14th
morning Love ...

... just coz .. it is

inspirational ... or not .. maybe it just was 

relieved  or ever more confused 

left on a blank paper ... sketches  all over

.. the rain pourin' pink all over

and I touched the exit - don't like the perfect blur in pink 

..........not today  .......... .....when i feel like one ..

this weather is awful for doing anything else...

lye in my thoughts, and please be quiet 

my colors are fragile today ... 

psssst .... listen 

just a Dream

i had a dream of You last night

pure romantic 

u were

or .. am I  ?

♥

♥ ....

How heavy the days are.

There's not a fire that can warm me,

Not a sun to laugh with me,

Everything bare,

Everything cold and merciless,

And even the beloved, clear

Stars look desolately down,

Since I learned in my heart that

Love can die.