nICE SWEET CAMELS
on the road OF BASRA
All about the tigris river Iraq and middle east
In the middle of The desert I see your eyes - Basra Here I am .
Le secret - Au creux de mon coeur Un secret abyssal dort Encore pour toujours The secret In small of my heart Unfathomed secret sleeps Still and for ever
A Pain of love Is to look at him without be able to touch him It is dreaming the night without existing It is a novel that we have read already It is a sun that will not heat again. A pain of love It’s when you see that another Took your place in his...
Summer Sun …………….. Above the hills, along the blue, Round the bright air with footing true, To please the child, to paint the rose, The gardener of the World, he goes. Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)