Fiona's apple pie comes in small slices ... you have had the first and second tastes ... small slices ... of the tarte des pommes ... that exquisite French dish ... mo-re pie, mo-re pie! do I hear you cry? ;)))
who's fiona then ? do i know her ? or do i need to know her ?
tarte des pommes ... small slices of it - you want to make me crawl around
on the floor begging for some or for mo-re , right ? could you really be that
mean ... hmmm ... don't be , please ; maybe we'll make you then one , when
we come over visiting you - deal ?
Fiona Apple says:
I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts
waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim
to get caught
But daddy longlegs, I feel that I'm finally growing
weary
of waiting to be consumed by you
Chorus:
Give me the first taste
Let it begin -- heaven cannot wait forever
Darling, just start the chase -- I'll let you win
but you must make the endeavor
Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
I'm building memories on things we have not said
Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly, my love
Not nearly, my love, not nearly
... you seem to be hungry for some mo-re of monsieur Franck's Fiona Apple pie ... me, I am just a humble word juggler ;)
ok .. ok –
i missed the point here , BUT
why do you think this is mo-nsieur Franck's
Fiona apple pie ? we're both baking this together ..
best way to do it - no ?
baking it , decorating it with caressings and kisses
and enjoying it together ...
There are many pies in my house, it was said ... sometimes it's the universal pie, sometimes it's the lover's pie and sometimes it's Franck's or Mo's Pie!!! Sometimes Shi* gets a slice of pie too! Heh Heh ... the fly on your pie!
Beauty is upon you like the dew on grass each morning
like the sapphire shining sea
like the sunshine on the Earth.
like the rainbows up above.
like the wings on butterflies
like the shooting stars each night
like ten thousand whispering sighs.
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
Give me ever the years you wept inside when cold
All the sins and secrets never cried
All the dreams you kept and the tears you sold
Give me
Give me ever and always
Ever and always
Body and soul
Hallo Mo, ich bin der Admin der Gruppe Ipernity Frontpage & What's Hot. Es würde mich freuen wenn Du dieses Dokument zu unserer Gruppe hinzufügen würden. Danke sehr.
thanks herr k. - and you can speak
deutsch to me too ; )
also thanks für die anderen faves , die du hinter-
lassen hast . maybe if you have mo-re time , kannst
du mir bei diesen pics auch ein wort schreiben - mir
erzählen was dir daran gefällt ...
ts... ich vergess hier immer, wer von wo ist und was spricht... ;) Dabei sind meine Kontakte ja noch einigermaßen überschaubar ;)
Ich schreib Dir später noch gerne mehr dazu (eigentlich bin ich nicht supposed to be watching art where I am now...)... aber ganz allgemein gefällt mir bei Deinen Bildern, dass sie Raum für die eigene Vorstellungskraft lassen, und trotzdem sehr emotional sind... genau das, was ich in meinen Bildern auch zu tun versuche...
.. es ist ein ziemliches sprachdurcheinander hier .. ;) macht die sache aber auch interssanter und unterhaltsamer .. you're not supposed to watch art .. ooho - welch' überraschung und gleichzeitig
was für ein kompliment - klar , hatte auch nicht an gleich , sofort gedacht - und auch nicht , dass
du zu diesem photo noch etwas sagen könntest , sondern zu den anderen , die du gefavet hast ...
Wp Klein says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
jurmerga (seldom...) says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
of delight ... maybe ...
Shi* pro says:
... but don't forget where you left the ingredients!!! ;)
be·mo·re pro replies:
please tell me mo-re
Shi* pro replies:
be·mo·re pro replies:
tarte des pommes ... small slices of it - you want to make me crawl around
on the floor begging for some or for mo-re , right ? could you really be that
mean ... hmmm ... don't be , please ; maybe we'll make you then one , when
we come over visiting you - deal ?
Shi* pro replies:
I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts
waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim
to get caught
But daddy longlegs, I feel that I'm finally growing
weary
of waiting to be consumed by you
Chorus:
Give me the first taste
Let it begin -- heaven cannot wait forever
Darling, just start the chase -- I'll let you win
but you must make the endeavor
Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
I'm building memories on things we have not said
Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly, my love
Not nearly, my love, not nearly
... you seem to be hungry for some mo-re of monsieur Franck's Fiona Apple pie ... me, I am just a humble word juggler ;)
be·mo·re pro replies:
i missed the point here , BUT
why do you think this is mo-nsieur Franck's
Fiona apple pie ? we're both baking this together ..
best way to do it - no ?
baking it , decorating it with caressings and kisses
and enjoying it together ...
Shi* pro replies:
be·mo·re pro replies:
you'll always get a slice of our pie and mo-re
as much as a fly can cope with ..
just don't forget : we want you to bake some
pie together with us ... we need your passionate
experience - we love it !
Pixie pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
that way and i don't know if i would do
it again ..
franck *oO** pro says:
like the sapphire shining sea
like the sunshine on the Earth.
like the rainbows up above.
like the wings on butterflies
like the shooting stars each night
like ten thousand whispering sighs.
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
i love this sensual selfie...
*oO** TITATVMM*
be·mo·re pro replies:
love is true
love wants to be lived
love needs to be dreamed
love deserves to be caressed
will you ?
**o°° TECVSCI°
franck *oO** pro replies:
A wild horse,
Love is free.
Love is pure
be·mo·re pro replies:
it's your flower - surrounding you with it's colour and flavour ..
it's your horse - bringing you to wonderful places ..
follow it .. to discover ...
franck *oO** pro replies:
the smell of our Flowers
who caress us, and show us, the way"ce que c'est"
*oO** TITV*
be·mo·re pro replies:
the smell of our flowers who caresseS is , and showS us
the way OF " ce que c'est "
we saw the traces before ,
but just now we begin to understand
we continue to walk together
with less fear and mo-re ...
franck *oO** pro replies:
And new hope
Without seeing the end of the road
Our eyes are open
One for the other
To go beyond of our dreams
be·mo·re pro replies:
our hearts are telling ...
this story
then you kill me so softly
and you take my revenge
smiling
when i want you ...
franck *oO** pro replies:
Sensual feeling
The traces of your Revenge
Like some soft bits
Still engraved on me
when i have you..
be·mo·re pro replies:
there is no end
there is just us
we're turning round in circles
in soap bubbles of passion
...
franck *oO** pro replies:
it grows because of our breath
always moving further
like some birds who fly together
With the same wings of desire
franck *oO** edited this comment 7 months ago.
be·mo·re pro replies:
we're flying into the space
where nothing else matters
it's just :
you and me
and
you
and
me
us
together
again and again
in love
...
with desire
**o°° TI°
be·mo·re edited this comment 7 months ago.
franck *oO** pro replies:
Desires to share
Desires to feel
Desires to love
desire you
*oO** TITATV
be·mo·re pro replies:
...
a day dream
and us
...
killing us softly
... you
Silje says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
kbozen pro says:
All the sins and secrets never cried
All the dreams you kept and the tears you sold
Give me
Give me ever and always
Ever and always
Body and soul
-from a nice Sisters Of Mercy song
be·mo·re pro replies:
btw . i loved the quote of shakespeare
you wrote before too - you could have
left both ...
Sherry ~ Rebujito pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
and always ...
Pippina pro says:
--
Coming from a user's photostream (?)
be·mo·re pro replies:
Lollah says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
aussi pour l'inspiration
Henri Banks pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
what do you see there - tell me !!!
Henri Banks pro replies:
be·mo·re pro replies:
:)
Great says:
Let the black replace the blue, and let it be a deep warm black, the colour of a hot summer night !
be·mo·re pro replies:
and other nights too .. depending on the company ;)
so let's enjoy some apple torte during those soft and
dark nights ... et oui - j'aimerai quelques bissous ...
azephalia pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
Johnny Stompanato says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
*Reinhard* pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
Crazy_little_thing says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
thanks j
Lucia Humer pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
ich liebe sie und bin über mich selbst
erstaunt . danke lucia - träume schön
MacKey pro says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
safe and gives up his defense :)
the tomahawk kid says:
be·mo·re pro replies:
but seriously : i really appreciate your words - it's the first time
that i'm doing such a kind of portrait !
Herr K. says:
--
Coming from bettermoism photostream (?)
be·mo·re pro replies:
deutsch to me too ; )
also thanks für die anderen faves , die du hinter-
lassen hast . maybe if you have mo-re time , kannst
du mir bei diesen pics auch ein wort schreiben - mir
erzählen was dir daran gefällt ...
Herr K. replies:
Ich schreib Dir später noch gerne mehr dazu (eigentlich bin ich nicht supposed to be watching art where I am now...)... aber ganz allgemein gefällt mir bei Deinen Bildern, dass sie Raum für die eigene Vorstellungskraft lassen, und trotzdem sehr emotional sind... genau das, was ich in meinen Bildern auch zu tun versuche...
LGS
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Seen in my account recent activity (?)
be·mo·re pro replies:
was für ein kompliment - klar , hatte auch nicht an gleich , sofort gedacht - und auch nicht , dass
du zu diesem photo noch etwas sagen könntest , sondern zu den anderen , die du gefavet hast ...
auch von hier LG • mo