dolorous interludes.

Friday nights have never felt this perfect.

The world is seemingly a more beautiful place when one is in love; tender whispers of paradise fill the breeze, and the crowds fade into a blank of swirly white; two people take the centerstage, and they waltz to the rhythm of love that encircles every moment that holds them together. their hearts never stop dancing; it is forever that music plays, and the flaming masquerade never ends.

It was this that i felt the previous night to be. Venice was made for he and i: We swam in the romanceful seas of conversation that flowed unceasingly, capturing every second with a tender togetherness, and Italian dinner by the breathtaking plethora of lights perfected the romanceful aroma that only two lovers can share. The familiar hand takes mine and we walk by the river till a suitable sitting spot was decided on. Lovers need no florid cushion on intricately designed rose wood; we sat on the stoned pavement feeling like happy contented daisies after a sprinkle of romance. our conversation knew no boundaries, and neither did our imagination; we spoke of our ideal houses, the hilltop in new zealand allowing the enthralling view of the coloured lights, his insane love for physics and mine for literature.....

The journey back home was a quiet one that needed no words; he held me and that was all i knew and felt. that was enough. more than enough. i feel immensely blessed. i uttered a small prayer in bed just before fatigue robbed me of my consciousness and "thank you God for him" was all i said last night.

thank you dear. thank you for everything. =)

posted by voyeur @ 1/03/2004 08:45:00 PM

Tuscany was made for lovers of both life and romance; rustic villas, fields of wild flowers, busy market places, and its trusting simplicity in Mary. It promises no life-long romance, but even nature is passionate in its calling: the raging storms and thundering rain does nothing to still the intense craving for Love; does nothing to appease the hungry yearning for that orange sunset in a city seemingly yellowed by archaic history and architecture; beauty beyond this sunlit truth of happiness grows in those who choose to embrace their instinctive desires. Who shall judge her in her quest for Love, even if it means finding it while immersing herself in the fountain where streams and rivullets of water arouse the sensuality of living and breathing? Who shall judge her glowing desire to be made acquainted with the natural beauty of which so many of us forsake and shun because of morality's sakes? Ah, Tuscany... and this i saw through the magical eyes of a writer looking for Love.

She has found It today it seems. What more could one want than to spend the New Year's with a special someone despite the seemingly queer unfamiliarity because of their brief new-found acquaintance? Time is not a measure of its passing, nor of its reason for Love. I chanced upon a White Rose five days back, and never have i known of such a quiet immediate attraction. i think ive fallen. for him. and this is something special; there is something exquisitely beautiful about him; his brilliant simplicity takes me beyond any previous superficial interest that used to draw me to common crowds and deceptive charm masters. T says its funny how i wished for someone for Christmas and now ive got someone. a little late this present then, but better late than never. -smiles-

To You: thank you once more for the beautiful night. Purple-blue lights and black marble may have enthralled me immensely, but you my dear, you'r something so precious altogether; you make me a better person, and you make me happy. =)

posted by voyeur @ 1/01/2004 03:54:00 PM

okay, im having a tad too much fun with these quizes heh.





Which X2 Character Are You?
You are
Jean Grey
You can read minds and levitate objects. You're ultimately loyal to your friends and the X-Men, and have a boyfriend who just can't take his glasses off.

posted by voyeur @ 1/01/2004 02:57:00 PM

haha! check THIS one out. i just love the brits, don't you? =) what say you, my dear? -grin-




Jolly good, wot! Anyone for tennis? That'll be ten ponies, guv. You're the epitome of everything that is english. Yey :) Hoist that Union Jack!

How British are you?

this quiz was made by alanna

posted by voyeur @ 1/01/2004 02:47:00 PM

Just did a pretty cute quiz. "cute". strange word i havent used in awhile, but its been coming up pretty frequently of late. i'll write more in just a bit, just check this sheep quiz out. -laughs-





Which flock do you follow?

this quiz was made by alanna

posted by voyeur @ 1/01/2004 02:42:00 PM