Two hearts, one soul
The declination of a rose
A dance of light
A drop of dew on a daisy: a tear of joy in the morning, the last light gift of a starry night.
Roses of diamonds: the perfume of the eternal.
Sometimes we look for the useless, the ephemeral and the impossible when it would be enough to get lost in a meadow of violets.
"India is not a promise, it's just a reminder"
Edward Morgan Foster
The delicacy of a coral heart, the energy of diamonds.
Moon flowers on a starry night.
B for Beauty and Brilliance
Suggestions of the sea foam
A poem of colors and movements.