There is a special kind of love. When you are so loved that you remember yourself as a real person, long forgotten by yourself. This is not an all-consuming feeling that tears one's head off. Just the opposite. It is such a love that helps to see yourself because you are loved. This is the feeling when, thanks to one person, you find what you hid from everyone for so long and yourself forgot how unique you are. This happens at the moment when you meet a person who sees you in you. It’s not tryin...

Hello dear Friend!

It is so beautiful time of the year- Spring, when everything is blooming and not only trees and flowers, but our Soul is blooming too and you have this feeling of starting something new in your life. I think in Spring we are waiting most of all to find our love of the life and become happy finally. Everyone feel love different and in different place of the body.

Where does love live ? Where does it come from? Where does it disappear to?– these questions have been asked by ea...

Hug her and feel her heat penetrating subcutaneously directly into your heart ...
You inhale the aroma of her hair ... gently press her against you and clearly understand, feel that this is your woman ... yours, among millions of others ...
You catch yourself thinking that you want to keep her in your arms like this until the end of your life ...
And in your thoughts you already imagine your old age with her, how you babysit and pamper your grandchildren ...
Do you imagine how beautiful she will...

The flower girl went to the bored artist.
- Monsieur, buy lilies of the valley, be so kind.
“And why do I need them?” I prefer tulips. Anyway, your lilies of the valley wither quickly. And from them there will be no short memory, - the artist muttered.
“This is not true,” objected the young flower girl, “this day will remain in your memory ...”
- I repeat: and why? What did this day give me to remember? I have nothing to tell the world about this day.
- So you tell about the lilies of the valley...