door elise | mei 3, 2009 | Gedichten
Dag Rome, stad van stof en eeuwig licht, van dichters, dromers, dronkaards en van papen die aan de heuvels van je boezem slapen en voor je vino rosso zijn gezwicht. Dag Rome, stad van wellust en vertier, van hypocrieten, keizers, martelaren Jij, die hun rijkdom,...
door elise | apr 30, 2009 | Blog, Gedichten
there was only that single moment, the smell of creaking leather and you, ascending the black, powerful horse that couldn’t hardly wait to carry you out in the world behind You never have made me a promise like this Elise G....
door elise | apr 21, 2009 | Blog, Gedichten
Grand Amour Unspoken words, the joy of arms wide open to embrace the whisper of hidden wishes with the kiss of hyacinth, amber and yasminthat welcomes your entrance at noon in the secret garden of love Elise G. lengkeek [Perfume Grand Amour created by Annick...
