A direct love speech from Janina into our shared heart

 

- My Man, yesterday, April's fool...

- Not listening to Tool...

- Number 32..

- Just me and you...

- Entering the room...

- There's Sun and Moon...

- Softy whisper to your ear right:

"There's our insight"

"Hold me tight"

"There's our inner light" 

"From Bucharest's fields main" 

"Travelling Magyars empire city name" 

"Buda is soul" 

"Pest to blame" 

"Never really cold" 

- You always stare at me quietly...

- Calling me honeybee...

- Yours and my energy...

- Random faith...

- Portuguese's heart...

- Shared with Romania and Russia for a start...

- Never late...

- Vision clothes by the floor...

- Stating fact...

- Throughout New Delhi's street...

- Love's pact...

- Books that shelves destroy...

- Throughout Berlin...

- Like a child's toy...

- Seeking sea's green...

- Loving you eternally...

- Worldwide's spread...

- Is more than pure poetry...

- Not only the bed...

- Written words by you:

"Meet me where the ocean meets the sea" 

"Love you for true"

- Your hand in mine...

- Fingers that circle moon's landscape...

- Always kind...

- Pastel de Nata softly melts inside yours and my mouth...

- Randomly in Porto's city...

- We go out...

- Don't care about what they say...

- Memories are to blame...

- Today...

- Love of ours ain't a game...

- Song and our written letter...

- Watching our fave movie while together painting with a peacock's feather...

- By Crystal Palace not only one time...

- Gardens gets us inside our prime...

- Whispering again to you:

"Thy t-shirt want to wear"

"Definitely don't care"

"Want you everywhere"

- From Porto to Moscow, riding Saint Petersburg's Neva river...

- Words make us shiver...

- Being more than our love letter...

- From planet Mars, to Moon and to Venus while coming back...

- Listening to train's track...

- Writing in your lips with my left finger...

- Essence does linger...

- Being carried by you...

- Jumping into your arms..

- Nothing new...

- Stealing all your charms..

- There's my silver bullet's hair...

- By the boat...

- Dress by the chair...

- Only wearing your coat...

- While Corto Maltese and Constantine towards us do scream:

"Love always is your main theme"