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i promised to stop loving you tomorrow ... but now i close my eyes to sleep .. to not miss you in my dream . even if today would be the last day in your arms .. i would still feel the touches you didn't give me yet . i know where you are · maybe you know where i long to be from yesterday … until tomorrow and beyond . i promised to stop loving you tomorrow .. yet i didn't keep my promise before - neither will i do tomorrow … nor the day after … or any other day ……

instead of counting sheep • i count the stars sparkling with my dreams ... and i'm not counting smiles • i love to see their echoes on other people's faces don't know how to count colours • i collect them and make them my dress also i don't count the butterfly kisses from my kids • i savour them and give them mine for sure i don't count money • it's not that much .. i rather spend it don't know how to count memories • these treasures i need to not forget…

Phenomenal woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm aro…

when you're distant , i'm still with you . far away , still close together . when you stumble • i fall . when i cut myself • you bleed . when you feel cold • i shiver . when i have nightmares • you scream . but most of all ... when you sing • i dance . when i sleep • you dream . when you wonder • i know . when i read • you see my images . you love me • i love you  

    the book of the innocent quote from the movie " the pillow book " by peter greenaway this is an innocent book - unused and unread , an innocent with three hundred milk - white pages , and no illustrations . the pages are still dusty with a white powder from the manufactuerer . the pages taste sweet - like milk awaiting the spike of the pen , the dirtying ink , and the prying hairs of the brush , all see…

impressions of a day · february the 23rd : facts : somebody i was waiting for so long ... came something i was trying to hide from ... came people i knew without knowing ... i met facettes of the universe i'm living in ... i discovered feelings : heartbeat·loud , shivering·silence ... overwhelmed by emotions growing·number·unease? , round·day·warmth! ... questions and answers mixed·people·curiosity , language·chaos·fun ... continuity and new b…

a spider weaves its net … slowly i don't like him , but he fascinates me and i watch the rays of light fall … silently figures are dancing , telling their stories and i listen time is flowing … constantly it changes faces and shapes , always and i dream time is relative silence can be loud feeling is you