Superiority

How sad I've became after these last days, how painfunl and melancholic I am right now...

I had two options: Medea’s craziness or Hitler’s hatred. For my misfortune I’ve chosen the second one just because of you… As a result, I’ve dived into a heartless time where a cruel leader persuaded people’s mind. It’s hard to believe, but peoples were deserved to be alive by their skin, hair, and eye’s colour - Superior and Inferior race. Well, not much has changed since that atrocious time till today… As you will never provide me your love because you belong to the supreme Scottish race, and I don’t deserve your kiss because of my inferiority. 

Your beauty annihilates my passion. I've promised to be your eternal servant, I'd walk thousands of miles to cover your body with gold and roses petals. However, As much as I desire your kisses, you run away from me. Don't be merciless, don't leave me anymore. Come to meet my ardent passion, come to feel the warmth of my cuddles. I'll be your shield, your hope, your home, and your shelter.

amarothi

photo: Moacyr M. Alves

Dream

It's morning. The Sun is coming to warm us. However, it's a bit cold here. I see your cute face from my side of the bed but I can't touch it as I don't want to wake you up. Love watching you sleeping, I feel in profound peace. I just would like to hold your hand, can I? Let's go for a walk with no destination. I’ll tell you words of love and tenderness. I am so happy, God is the only one who knows how long I’ve been waiting for you my angel. I wish you could know how much I tend to love you.
I'll be carefull, don't want to make any noise, as you're still sleeping. I’ll be quiet beside the bed just to watch you from there, how gorgeous you are for being, smiling and stretching while waking up. I am listen to you laughing and talking about my messy hair. It’s enough to make my day, to make my soul, to make my life.
Can I love you?

amarothi

photo: Moacyr M. Alves

Desire

Hey hun! Did you know that you drive me crazy when I hear the cheerful sound of your laughter? It brings me so much joy and pleasure. Wish I could have the power to read your mind, just want to make sure if it is connected with mine. Let's give away the tentation of our inflamed lips, and dive into the profound dark side of us. Let's live agonising a wild love, so strong and overflowing like a hemorrhage. As you see, the thirst for loving you makes me alive, and the fantasy of my desire will keep on the flame of my heart. Come to me, don't lie to yourself. Come to listen to the beautiful words I have for you. Come, lose yourself in my arms. Come to meet my deep and ardent passion.

amarothi

photo: Moacyr M. Alves