Nu mai pot spune prea multe despre autorul articolului de azi… Nu mai am cuvinte… Am aflat azi, din pacate, de faptul ca Androxa nu mai este printre noi… Era iubitul Rokssanei, cea care fara sa stie, mi-a fost, intr-un fel, mentor in lumea aceasta a blogosferei… Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca, iar Rokssanei multa, multa putere!
Memories of the waves….
Sometimes I miss the sun rising and setting over the carribean sea
Soft warm white sand between my toes
Azure blue waters , clear warm , colors vibrating ,soft ripples of waves
The warm sun , the light cool breeze over the island
the steeldrum band playing, the coconuts fresh off the tree
Sometimes I miss the full moon over the atlantic ocean
house high waves rolling and crashing on the beach and the cliffs
water spraying spraying like a fountain
huge vibrations thundering through the rock beneath
the smell so fresh and full of freedom
