fredag den 5. september 2008

I was

You know, I was in Greece once. Twice actually - but the first time still is a treasured memory.

It was in 1999 - I was 8 years old. With my little
hands I reached out for the warm palms bowing in the wind, on which snails were sitting to be warmed up by the sun - snails as big as the palms of my hands, their houses colorful like a pile of rotten autumn leaves.
I remember my surprise seeing that the palms weren't as triangle-shaped as I'd imagined them to be.
The asphalt was boiling under my bare feet. The soft skirt I had wrapped around my hips gently caressed my knees and shins, kissing the soft spots protected by the harsh and yet loving sun.
We lived in a blue tent by the ocean
, just 7 meters away from sand and fish and corals and wet stones glimmering under the sun. There were other children there - they were so sweet. Anja and Sofia - I still remember them. At night we fell asleep to the sound of insects singing to the choir of frogs, when the night blanket had fallen upon the camp of blue tents.

We were playing hairdressers one day. They wanted their hair colored blue and green. I wanted mine colored black.
As she was pouring the 'dye' on my head Sofia suddenly said: "That's so unfair! Your hair actually goes black!!"


I'm not sure it does that anymore.

søndag den 24. august 2008

I feel

I feel as if such great beauty has never been before my eyes.
Never have little, discrete smiles filled my fighting body with a such delightful feeling - it was as if I needed not breathe ever again, and yet a hundred thousand times more.
My entire body was a captive to your eyes as I sat there, on the sofa, trying to ignore the lines of fireworks of fireflies that filled up my body. Trying to keep on conversing as naturally as I had the minute before you entered the room, before you let your mysterious eyes rest upon me and return many but not enough times - and yet I stumbled in midst of my sentence, the words towering above my head, falling like thunder
and disappearing as had they never been there.
I feel as if I have unknowingly opened a closet secret to me, a closet which treasures and secrets are now revealed to me.

I really hope she sees you the way I do.

torsdag den 21. august 2008

Hello.. again.

If you've visited before you might have noticed that I deleted my first entry. I decided I wanted to go in another direction with this blog, but I may continue in the other 'style' somewhere else.

Right now I haven't got much to say
, so I'll leave it at this.