Promessas feitas
Através de saliva trocada
Corpos exaustos
Mas ainda com fome
Olhares que despem a alma
Agarrados por braços que te querem
Prender eternamente........

Sonho? Realidade?
Dor? Desejo? Saudade?

Um remoinho de emoções.....
Mas todas vão direitas a ti
Agradecendo aos deuses a tua existência
E o facto de me veres
Como a luz da tua vida
Ensinaste-me o significado
Da palavra "amor".

Porta Verde Na Ribeira

Porto

Alto Douro

Arte Nova

Esta magnifica casa esta situada na estrada entre Espinho e Canidelo. Um exemplo de arquitectura de beleza fantastica

Crime estar abandonada!

Espinho

Portugal

Porto,

Portugal

Rio Douro

Porto, Portugal

 

 

Uvas = Pai

Pai = Coragem

 

I left my heart in Portugal

 

O meu passado!

Vila da Feira

 

Terra de encantos......

De princesas e fantasias.....

Meu berço!

 

 

Porto, Portugal.

 

 

 

Saudade, vai-te embora do meu peito tao cansado....

I miss the sea. I miss the blue, blue skies of the land that seems to be drifting further and further away from me.

This bench is a reminder of so many happy memories. It is a typical portuguese bench found in most parks and public places. A place of rest after running like a little goat, a wild little goat with my friends.

Porto

My parents lived in Porto when I was born. But this is not my birthplace. They would be visiting my father's parents in what was then a very small town by the name of Povoa de Lanhoso over the Christmas Holidays and that is where I chose to be born. Legend has it that I was born in the same place as Maria da Fonte and that was my nick name for a long time growing up. I had a lot of her characteristics too. I was a tough cookie.

I no longer see myself that way. Perhaps age takes away our courage. Perhaps it was a myth all along.

Sunset

This was the view I had every evening as I sipped my coffee. Pictures do not do any justice to the spectacle that blessed my eyes....