Your most precious words no longer had a meaning for me. I listened to you until the end. You waited for me to say something, but what was there to say? I looked at your beautiful eyes. I realized that they were not beautiful, you turned into someone else I didn't know.
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Hello! You remember me? Maybe yes maybe not. Already passed two years. I am writing to you because i love the relaxed way of your writing.
I like persons who write about everything what they think and happen around of them. In the days of today’s it’s extremely difficult find writing so good like that, in Internet, TV, magazines or newspapers. I also like writing, about things happen around of me, day by day, but I know, I am not so good as you. One day you thought to publish your memories in a book? Because I think you have talent for that. Continue with you excellent writing and never stop, because you have a natural talent. If you want someone to write to talk about any ideas or subjects, you can trust on me. My name is Ricardo Correia, I have 31 years old and I’m from São João Da Madeira, 40 km south of Porto. My e-mails are rednex_x@netvisao.pt or msn rednex_x@hotmail.com.
This is for you:
You render rose-colored, they are like women
Beauties ... stunning
Perfumed, lovers
Delicate, sprinkled with dew
Of beauty incomparable
Roses of all the colours
Like women and his loves
They guard deep secrets
Between his petals from satin...
Ruby-red roses, lips of carmine!
You render rose-colored with thorns
Dear Ricardo, thank you for your flattering comments,they made my day!I've never thought of turning this blog into a book as I believe they are not that good. They are like pieces and I don't know when I will be able to gather them all in a good story.
If you have a blog, feel free to post here.
PS.Unfortunately, my memory fails to remember you. How did we meet?
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