Just Late enough to to wake me up. Late dark romantic meetings and poetry reading.

There is nothing late in the momentum, there are situations that we create, our own mystery colorful being of life.

My late entrance is a little love story ....

He had been wondering about her and the love he felt. He was a little nervous and let time confuse him while choosing a flower. She was still there waiting with her eyes closed dreaming of the flower he´d bring.

We are never to late in life, we live and love and have plenty of time while waiting for those most important moments .......

Have great late weekend ....