Words of Blood and Fire
I opened my sore eyes and there I was, levitating in some kind of memory, where I was young and tender and the world was yet to break me. The streets were the same I remembered. The stones were in the exact same place where I left them, quiet and still and untouched. My feet walked with no need for me to guide them. They knew where to take me and I just enjoyed the soft fragrant breeze and the welcoming lights.
And there I was, standing in the wind with a heavy heart, leaving my hair to dance around me with the cries of the seagulls. I inhaled, thirsty with air, waiting for some sign I knew would never come. And the sun kissed my skin with melting lava. And my tongue burned my lips with the crimson words I do not dare to say. And a steaming path worked his way across the metallic ocean, with a promise of a peaceful ending, where ivory shadows would nurse me to sleep. A dreamless sleep. A sleep with no seething tears and no burning thoughts. A sleep where I wouldn't need to believe in anything.
A white, peaceful abyss where this broken me could be just me.
Hello there sweethearts!... I wonder how you are... I've seen you come to take a glance and leave again and I find myself wishing to have the time to visit you, to say hi, to just run around this internet corridors and find you having fun, smiling and happy... =)
I wonder how you even take the time to leave me such kind and sweet words. And for that, I thank you so much!
♥
I hope you liked these photos, they were taken last saturday when I went to visit my home town. It's such an amazing and peaceful feeling to go there, to find that every inch of it still stands. I fell reinvigorated every time I spend some time around its streets.
Its called Viana do Castelo, a beautiful little city in the north of Portugal. I think you'll like it if you ever have the opportunity to visit it.
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Hello there sweethearts!... Pergunto-me como têm andado... tenho visto que têm passado por cá e eu sinto tanta vontade de ter tempo para vos visitar, para dizer olá, para correr por esses corredores da internet e encontrar-vos com um sorriso lindo na cara...
Pergunto-me como ainda têm paciência para me deixar tantas palavras doces. E por todas elas, eu agradeço-vos tanto!
♥
Espero que tenham gostado destas fotos, foram tiradas o Sábado passado quando fui visitar a minha cidade. É um sentimento tão bom passar por lá, ver que tudo ainda continua de pé. Sinto-me revigorada de cada vez que passo algum tempo pelas suas ruas.
Chama-se Viana do Castelo, uma cidade linda no Norte do nosso Portugal. E eu tenho a certeza que vão gostar dela se alguma vez tiverem a oportunidade de a visitar.