That imaginary horizon line now dances, graceful, on a palette of intense blues,rippled only by a few brushstrokes of clouds and sky,of waves and the sea that merge and lose themselves in each other and hypnotize the gaze. The sun, hot, caresses your white skin,your concentration high in following every movement of your fishing line … More You laugh, contented
Souls celebrating, table set, the kitchen’s warmth, the house full of life and the littlest ones playing. Chatting, food, laughter, toasts, happiness; relax, intimacy, joy. Meanwhile outside, among the first shadows of the evening, snow has started to fall, again, softly, wrapping and padding the entire landscape in its white quilt. The mind scampers, mocking, … More The merry-go-round of our memories
The horizon is burning, right there, above the line where the prairie meets the foothills and the sky, enchanting, offers its natural pyrotechnical spectacle. The fresh and fizzy air of the end of September wraps the bodies swathed in warm woolen sweaters. The herd is at rest. There’s no one around. From inside come the … More That enchanting je ne sais quoi
I like to see you like this. Without make-up and without “deceit,” with just a serene smile on your face and your eyes made-up with happiness. Far from the spotlights of the stage, the red carpets, the catwalks, the people calling your name, the flash of the photographers and the squash of microphones to hear … More Without make-up and without deceit (spotlights out)
A19 - Anna "Annina" Lorenzi - Writer, Author & more… 