I didn’t forget my umbrella on the bus, but left it there on purpose. As soon as I got out, I started feeling raindrops on my face. In few minutes I could feel their tickling presence on my chest. Rain cleans my thoughts, purifies my heart and awakens my body. Oh, how long it’s been since I made love in the rain! Tell me my dear, tomorrow in Sintra at our place?
Good evening!
ReplyDeleteI write you, because i love your blog and some times i have many ideas like you. Me too i like talking and having long conversations over a cup of coffee, but i don't understand why you write in english in a country where the majority of peoples just understand portuguese, but continue with your excellent blog.
Look, excuse if my english is not so good, but i do the best i can.
For now, it's all i have to say, maybe one day we talk more.
Good night and see you soon.
rednex_x@netvisao.pt
Dear Ricardo,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your lovely comments and encouragement. Unfortunately my Portuguese is not sufficient to conduct a blog like this and honestly I do not target readers only from Portugal. I would like to see everyone from Portugal to India in my blog sharing a beautiful mind. :)
Until next time, take care and keep coming!
Eda