Clasped hands...

 

Clasped hands, joined souls. Dancing kisses on the lips .. Loving hearts beating with one rhythm .. 

Like a Bach prelude, like a mazurka by Chopin .. a wild dance of passion

They have taken over our minds, they have taken over our bodies.

They burst into our souls leaving me nothing. A wonderful huge hurricane ... two people listening, looking at each other they scream about love in a whisper of kisses.

They keep asking for words passionately ... 


Photo : Anton Robert


Our way ..

 


The theater of life is a stage for each of us. We are actors and directors in one.

 Each of us has a space in which he is exclusively alone.

 The two of us ... we don't have masks - we are ...

We are not looking for approval, we are for ourselves. 

In the brutal life ... we put on masks to survive.

Actors of their own lives ... because each personality has its own world.

It is important to have a purpose in life and move forward boldly.

 Very often we gone to the  place elsewhere than wanted,but  no matter where we get, our efforts and attempts count. 

The fact that we will persevere on this path is a great achievement, for the two of us ... our own way ...


                               Photo : Ilya Govolin


Wait for ...

 

You have to be able to wait. Wait for happiness, wait for a person, wait for a moment of love, wait for a meeting.

Love .... waiting for rustles, letters, knocking on the door.

Longing -  tremendous,  everyday life, loneliness, wind, moods, helplessness. Wait for this wonderful moment of reconciliation.

Waiting time is not wasted time.Iit is a state of being that carries its own wealth. There is no reason to love because you love  for nothing.

Because youth is a feeling that cannot be demanded; it is a gift, not an achievement ...

Yakubov Ruslan

Be your way ...

 


How many people there are in the world, so many paths in life. Each of us is a traveler, everyone has a goal and hopes. And when tired, he asks for help - support him.

Everyone chooses their own path - the path of war and the path of love. Everyone asks questions and looks for answers.

The answers are in our hearts. You just have to listen to them. The heart knows the secret, it is your guide. Be your ship in a stormy sea of life. Keep smiling because behind a smile no one will ever know what's really hidden underneath it.

Be your way ...



Photo : Svetlana Efimova

Colorful leaves...

 

Colorful leaves, multi-colored, wandering on the way - a fairy-tale, unique atmosphere. The sun's rays, which penetrate the trees like a sweet touch, caress our bodies.

Absolute silence, peace, humid air, birds singing and your arms - a balm for the body and soul.

Pampered with the beauty around us, we are, we remain as in a dream - together - the only ones on the planet.....



Love ...

 


Love - this is the topic I am looking for in all movies, books and series. In everyday and unusual life. In the color of the sky and in the chill of the wind. In my heart and in the hearts of those I look at.

A bottomless feeling. It is like the heat of infinity in your embrace, the endless sea that never dries up. Your smile full of trust. This feeling in your soul .....lives in us and it will never end ...


Photo : Alexandr Shebanov

The magic of love ..

 


Your beautiful eyes, the most beautiful I've ever seen ...

perceive the depths of your soul in them.

Your love is a gleam in the eye that cannot be hidden in any way. and your smile which is truest when your eyes are smiling at the same time.

A smile that wanders at the corners of your mouth.

Movements, tenderness and care. And your gaze full of devotion and delight, like a fleeting moment that still lasts.

Love is when you feel at home. Right here where you should be. Love is tender arms you want to come back to and a smile you always want to see. And good, "laughing" dear eyes ...

Love - when you get up in the morning, you smile at the memories and the same morning he calls for no reason, asks how you are and sends kisses from the other side of the world. 

The Magic of Love …


Photography :Svetlana Efimova