No more apologies

Oh, Holidays…

I was waiting you so much that when you crossed my door step I grabbed you in my embrace and hold till that night when I hold somebody else. After that I changed my mind about a lot of things what is happening around me especially about myself and my life.

It is strange but now I feel more free and more me.

I do not know why people forget you why they say sorry without any reasons, why want to apologise if they did not do anything bad. But they are people. They are men. British men. Eh… I am always like this.


When I danced you looked at me

Touched my dress and piece of skin

Wanted me, probably I saw but ignored it.

Let’s go out for a walk,-

We walked, ran and lied in the grass.

I felt my t-shirts was full of sand

Time stopped when you started to kiss my neck…


4 am. Time to go home

We are both in the elevator

our faces look silly in this light

but we remembered that night.

4 am. Time to go home

We are both in the elevator

our faces look silly in this light

but we remembered that night.

I did not feel any shame or regret

so why you always just apologise, man.

I wanted to kiss you and stop that

You will find another girl

And You won’t be too shy to dance with her.

Bey and please no more comments.

Our ways will be crossed just by the Internet yarns

So goodbye and no more apologies.






Light and easy

Eyes with a bit of dignity quickly broke down the desire to give up. Willing, that moment would last longer than it takes. A bit of music and somebody’s eyes the next. Dresses murmur and two hearts mix. The seer walls and other silent faces. Apathy and motion …

Bodies trying to catch dust and soul was looking for peace at that frenzy.

You sat on the couch. You saw, heard and probably even smelled my hot blood, if you in any way wanted it, to taste it.  To be swing up to the music and feel it inside me. I could be your music and give you a single sound, but … So far, your choice of sofa and a hermit look. Be part of your couch? Maybe.

Eyes followed the eyes of boyhood played, hands catching hands, bodies looking body. I was looking for you, but you were so close that I could not reach you. I tried the next day. And I’ll try to take some time, but not forever.



Light and easy.

Believe in me, to fly and live in easily. It is much easier than you think…