SEA, THE CONFIDANT OF MY HEART
New roads have to be found, painful, thorny, roads trodden by bleeding feet and maybe the important thing is the road, just like in Jack Kerouac’s “On The Road.” Finding new roads, yes.
New roads have to be found, painful, thorny, roads trodden by bleeding feet and maybe the important thing is the road, just like in Jack Kerouac’s “On The Road.” Finding new roads, yes.
Love is not only the fire that burns in the veins, intoxicates the waves of breath. It is an everlasting “Table for Two”, what Abel Korzeniowski’s song makes us see. Love that walks on to infinity hand in hand with respect by turning into a depth of feelings whose fire never ends.