Terminal A
I am craving a conversation from a specific person. Like I want to hear something and vision the conversation about everything good.I want to hear things that once was an illusion turn solid. Like sweet butterflies, sunflowers and herbal tea. To reach out and share his world as much as I what I want to share mine. The secrets we keep to be almost discreet as though we have a secret life.To talk about fishing and stuffed snoek on a braai with walnut salad. And maybe fresh prawns on an open fire next to a lake. With sunscreen and UV protection of course. Maybe go on an adventure to The Gorge in Graskop and the big swing. Or go scuba diving in the Maldives. To celebrate the love of photography with me and the art of fine cuisine over a whisky. Go catch a movie in the heart of Delhi. Boat sail through Thailand. Pray through Vietnam. Special and unique moments. Or having Beerfest in the heart of Hamburg. Prost! Snowboard in Lesotho or skateboard in San Francisco. This life and good conversation would set my soul on fire! Sharing precious moments would entice me to make more so they may one day be memories that never needed a camera. Perfect shots hidden from society. Just me and my person. With Lana of course, maybe sometimes. In Portuguese. Saudade. The longing to be near something or someone distant. The art of travel. My heart needs terminal A. G xxx
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