Enchantress By Peyo JavorovTranslated by Lubomira Kourteva My soul is a humble captive,captivated by your soul! – a captive,is my soul in your two quiet eyes.My soul adjures and begs of you:it begs; – and I look at you; – a century has passed…A silent...
In the underground of our natural wildland lives a being: our heat. This beautiful creature is our sensory nature, our sensual self, our creative power. It is our life force. And like all wild creatures, it has its own natural timings, desires, needs, and nutritive...
And when your man asks to know you, tell him, reveal to him. Tell him your wisdoms, desires and mystical secrets. Tell him not because – tell him because his soul asked you to. I admit. Us women can be quite non-sensical creatures. At least that’s how it...
and when i breathe you in, i know you know ~ The God-like Things by Lubomira Kourteva From the depths of our soul we are continuously being pulled by the invisible threads of love. It’s a secret only our heart knows. And even when it doesn’t make any...
“Sleep of trust, surrender of tear. With a kindness of rhythm, she sang soul back to love, warmth back to skin. Skin against skin, she slipped gently into the bed, returning his heart back to his body. And this is how they awakened. Wrapped around each other,...
