Drum more. by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

48. Drum more! – 10th March

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Hail to the King! by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

47. Hail to the King – 9th March

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When will he call? by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

46. When will he call?! – 8th March

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Inferno by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

45. Inferno – 7th March

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Distant Rain by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

44. Distant Rain – 5th March

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nonaC by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

43. nonaC – 3rd March

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Going down by *~~ stef ~~ [bunty]

42. Going Down – 2nd March

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YouTube – Rosenberg, Lagrene, Escoude – Limehouse Blues

Some geetar playing.

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LaBDSMs reviews

Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home

When you call my name it’s like a little prayer
I’m down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I’ll take you there

I hear your voice, it’s like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, oh God I think I’m falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me

Like a child you whisper softly to me
You’re in control just like a child
Now I’m dancing
Its like a dream, no end and no beginning
You’re here with me, its like a dream
Let the choir sing

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untitled by alissa

    We have lost even this twilight.
    No one saw us this evening hand in hand
    while the blue night dropped on the world.

    I have seen from my window
    the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

    Sometimes a piece of sun
    burned like a coin in my hand.

    I remembered you with my soul clenched
    in that sadness of mine that you know.

    Where were you then?
    Who else was there?
    Saying what?
    Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
    when I am sad and feel you are far away?

    The book fell that always closed at twilight
    and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

    Always, always you recede through the evenings
    toward the twilight erasing statues.

    — Pablo Neruda

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