Summer rain ....

Summer rain - small droplets of water run down your face. They stop on your eyelashes - a dreamy delicate artistic form of the image. Drops of water kissing your lips shine in the glow of the sun. I can feel the inner fire - you are so mystical. Like a wonderful fairy tale character. I will cover you with an umbrella woven from the most beautiful dreams. We'll go: silence - and both of us In the rain we'll dance a waltz, we will dress the gray of clouds in blue...




Night ....

Night - Shadows ... mysterious, elusive, amazing images of another reality. Don't they make us aware of how things look different, our daily affairs ... On nights like these we want each other - unfulfilled bodies cling to each other - Ravenous ...
You look at me asking - where are you my love...




The is a place ........
There is a place n the world where my heart beats fast , where  is stands still and I no lnger age . I lay baring everything I am before you as a gesture of my love , for you to hear my heartbeat, to feel its thunder, thought a raw and unfettered beat ,its speaks more than words can say....your soul an endless flowing through my veins.....





Do you feel ...
Do you feel the sky crying… it is my soul that wants you. My love is crazy ... because I want to be crazy ... crazy for you. I take you with me .. I want us to go through life together. Let's catch these fleeting moments. We in the hourglass of time. And only universe knows …..
photo : Elena Vizerskaya


My soul ..

My words are carried by the wind far ... straight to Heaven .. straight to the stars..
I know that you feel your soul when I talk  to you ...you shoul  feel my love as I think, how I look for you in this crazy world .. feel me with your heart ... I know that my scream will reach to your soul ..




Between sleep and reality


Night - it's a challenge - sweet whisper. I feel like I touch your feeling. Magic - we'll be together tonight. The sky opens like a wonderful spell - the magic of colors ... and my heart beats more and more ... I know you will hold me in your arms ... I will feel your love. Touch me with tenderness. Gently - between sleep and reality...




Dreams.....

I imagine how I enter your dream, how I love you without stopping, how I  kiss each piece of your body without fear that the next moment ... you will disappear. I fall asleep dreaming of you with my heart in love . Thirsty for your soul. From the first moment with you .. I miss everything you feel .. I miss both of us..





In your arms ...

I know the place , where my heart beats fast, where time stands still and no longer age, that place is in your arms . It is place I feel safe and relax . I want to take your body and mind to extasy.
You touch me with the kind of gentleness I have never known or felt before.It is like fire that burns brightly,it kindles and nourishes me hearts sedires as we become entwined in a blazing love yhat leaves you imprinted upon my soul forevermore..






Our magic..

I want  to give you magic that I caress in my hands. Fragments of the rainbow woven in all colors.
I want to give you love as delicate as rose petals, subtle as the ray of sunlight that opens your heart.
We will be waves on a calm sea, enjoying the horizon around us. Our life - God's embrace. Let's run, darling, to the top of our dreams. To the sky - to the sun - to the stars ...

By Adam Smigielski


Your touch .........

 I confuse my eyelids slightly and feel the breeze of cool breeze, your gentle touch on my skin and lips next to my lips. I can hear your voice. I loved those moments ...
every morning I hug you gently and quietly ... waiting for your touch and hot kisses ....
I find your touch in the rays of the sun, anger in a thunderstorm, joy in the colors of the rainbow, tears in the smell and taste of rain, and what lies between us - just in the heart.
Because your eyes tenderly caress my body with the looks you gave me.
And your lips tenderly touch my soul with words, throwing it at me.
Your touch - it velvetyfully reflects the warmth of the heart in love.



My heart.....

My heart is spinning when hears your voice. Wonderful vibrations surround me around. The voice of the soul and images of love.  Your voice is love which floods my heart like the sea. You gave me reason and free will to believe in You.You gave me  your heart let me see my tomorrow.
Dance  with you  - At the very bottom of the heart these moments will leave a mark.Snuggled into your embrace and I hear one heart calling the other quietly...





Elves..

Grandma told me fairy tales about elves. She said that if you desire something hard enough, your dream can become reality. And when the rainbow falls to the ground, beautiful colors surround the world. Like elves in a colorful cover, our lives in fairy tales change meaning. Powerful magic, love, hope and fear of tomorrow is conveyed to us in our dreams.T hese small, youthful-looking men of great beauty, living in forests, springs, wells, and even underground convey their wisdom to us. Just as we believe that our li Laughter, joy, sadness and peace - emotions undergoing change. Like a colorful bank swirling in the air, elves change our lives and surround them with a mysterious aura. They entertain us when we are sad, make life in the garden more pleasant and bring magic and many fairy tales to it. In autumn they go to their fabulous land where it is warm and sunny. In the spring they appear again to give us a smile and happiness ....




Destiny..
Our destiny written in the stars. Me and you  -- a long ribbon of millions of small links. Each of them is one of our lives. The entire ribbon is long, develops beautifully and leads like a whole universe towards perfection. You and me - the right places. They are both intended. Not a coincidence but a specific purpose. Intended use - I found you not only in my dreams. I know that everything that happens in our lives is interrelated.
Two roads - without one the other could not happen. Maybe there are several paths in our lives, but still, no matter which one we go, we will reach the set goal, only by a more winding, more thorny path - maybe ... It depends what we choose. There are a few things in life that are simply meant for us. And this seems unreal - can  just come true because these are simply phenomena to which no one will ever find an answer ... unearthly phenomena. Perhaps I am naive to believe in destiny.
Perhaps I am like a child, but the world gives us what we are fighting for. So this is our preference.
God gave us the blazing stars. Does the destiny - comes from the universe, from God, from ourselves? I don't know that. However, I am sure that thanks to him we regain faith and hope. Destiny written in the stars, as well as people who appear on our path .

And now I am waiting for the days to the murmur of your steps at my door - You are my destiny.



Photographer Olga Barantseva 

Moscow-based photographer Olga Barantseva has built quite an oeuvre of mesmerizing imagery consisting of models posing with animals such as bears, wolves, raccoons, ostriches, owls, crocodiles, and snakes.
Barantseva, a portrait photographer, grew up loving nature and wildlife. She took up photography in 2007, and in 2012 she decided to combine her passions by photographing models with wildlife in a forest near Moscow. She also loves the vintage look and fairy tales, so you will see both in her imagery. All her portraits are captured with natural light.
“Mainly I’m interested in creative portraits,” Barantseva says. “I have an interest and passion for creative photography. The most important thing is the idea, not Photoshop.

My love for fairy tales and faith in unicorns appeared from childhood and grows into a magical world with its own atmosphere and harmony, which I’m trying to show in my photos. I’m trying to fit the whole story in one photo.”















My longing



My longing has your name. When silence sounds  like your heartbeat. I touch the moment - the enchanted one. Impatient my lips feel your taste. I will give you east and west of the sun .We will light together.. ... And what connects us is the most beautiful memories - those when we think about them, tears fall on our cheeks and our guests smile. Then we cry for joy that we were lucky, to experience some beautiful moments, not because we regret that it is impossible to turn back time....



You run somewhere ahead. You pass fields and meadow around. You run away with the wind and the birds. The spring sun draws funny shapes on your face. You are happy . Your companions run with you- sun and birds . Only the unruly wind sings you a song. Life - how beautiful it can be...




old places...
Sometimes I go back to the places where I grew up - old memories come to life. Birds circulate in the air telling forgotten stories. Ice cream shed, flowing stream. Gate and road. Flowers ... I take pieces of life. Mysterious places and faith in people...
And now at the end of this road, you and I met! We sing a song about life - for two and forever....



Photographer Reinold Gober




I was born in Leverkusen in 957 and have remained loyal to the Rhineland as my home to this day.Travel photography with a Yashica-FR and Contax lenses became my hobby in the 70s.Already in 2000 the entry into digital photography followed with an Epson PC3000Z, then in 2003 with a Canon 300D and so the return to the SLR camera.My passion is landscape photography. I often like to leave the comfort zone and go some long and uncomfortable ways in search of new motifs.Mother Nature has given us all so much that I am grateful to be able to move around and experience the wealth.When it comes to settling on the light, the place, the whole environment, time doesn't matter. This also includes scents and noises, the rhythm of the day and the year.All of these are the ingredients for a great composition that needs to be absorbed with all your senses.So I treat nature with respect and am conscious of being a guest here.The best thing, however, is being able to show and share the photographic results.The prerequisite is of course to put your feet in front of the door, regardless of whether it rains, storms or snows. The motives are outside.

Hence my creed: you’ll never ever know if you never ever go.















I am looking for you with my heart. I am looking for you with a thirsty soul. So far yet so close. At your fingertips.  So far and so close. Like a tree that is reborn in the spring, when the buds develop into flowers - I feel your presence. Because you're next to me. And although far away - yet close. Right next to it. Endless horizon and wind. Quiet, very light, leaves caress and rustle. It faints in fragrant trees. The wind spreads its wings night and day rises and falls above the wasteland of the swaying surface of the eternal seas. The wind that carries your smell ...I take him with me as a memory of something that will come back in a moment. He surrounds me with his halo like a veil, softly falling on his shoulders. Given to me briefly, fleeting but still present. So far and so close...








Your eyes - love that leads to loss of mind.
Separation - when the expectation of a meeting is stronger than everything. But  imagine that after separation - I will run to you .. kissing your lips, I will hug you tightly. And you will close me in your arms and ask - You waited? I will answer You - I am my love - I lived You...






I want to kiss you.....
If you want - do it silently. Everything is simple in life, you don't have to complicate anything
You want to kiss - do it in silence.
Keeping silent - love with all your heart and soul. No unnecessary words..



To meet a man, you must become his traveling companion .To love is to want to travel the whole world together. I want to travel with you around the world and walk around the seas to the destination where you want to be ,eaven if you want to walk through the clouds and feel the sun beautiful light.
Every time I feel so lonely walking through the night more and more I long to hold you.I want to travel with you to the end of the world....

Photographer : D.Dubnicky


David Dubnitskiy Ukrainian photographer

 “I want to show you the real feminine beauty. To convey all the sexuality and grace of a woman in simple situations. In my photography, I visualize the fantasies and desires of many people…”