Inkmarks On Empty Dreams

  Chapter 1 : Tara’s dream   She walked the dark path for a long time. There was no moon, there was no sun and there was no light at the end of the tunnel. She was dressed in a white robe with nothing underneath and her midnight hair was spread upon her shoulders and she seemed to walk the path to the Valley of the Shadows of Death. A deafening silence surrounded her being with none to have conversation with, but her shadow. She couldn’t see on what she steps or where she goes to. She could only feel the cold sweat overwhelming her body. Suddenly, a blinding light blurred her sight and she thought she may be hit by a train. But, the shining light vanished as fast as it appeared. No train ever came, nor another light, but an image hard to imagine or understand.     She saw two bodies curved in the form of the fish and bound together. At a closer look, they were sowed together by their fingertips and toes. It was a man and a woman that were pinned with big spikes to the wa...

“Poate ca pentru lume esti o singura persona, dar pentru o anumita persoana, esti intreaga lume.”  Gabriel Garcia Marquez Perhaps it’s the perfume of your skin…… Perhaps it’s the shining flicker in your eyes….. Perhaps it’s in the touch of your hand…. Perhaps it’s in the smoothness of your lips….. Perhaps it’s in the vibration of your soul…… That whispers to mine…. Words of sweet love, words of wild passion Pure words of honesty, words of trust…. That burn illusion into reality I love you…. I breathe you… I want you…more and more each day   Sin of my skin Truth of my fantasy When wild passions devour secret desires And make them come true Within breathless vibrations of emotions Within endless sensations of creation This love – becomes our own creation Burning our hearts into an endless swirl of eternity As universe stopped for a moment - our moment of infinity   “Cea mai buna dovada a dragostei este increderea.”  James Joyce Ar fi minunat daca noi, oamenii am avea sufletele “...