Nightingale

I simply love this word. It is one of my favorites in English! It reminds of Caetano Veloso, Luiz Márcio and Shakespeare in Love. And birds, and freedom :)

Ilusion

On the days when I despaired the most, when everything seemed in vain and when hope succumbed, my heart rested on the certainty that you would hug me. But there was one condition: I would have you and nothing else. Neither my dreams nor my femininity ... If even the hope - always the last to die - had succumbed, how could I survive?