Μίλα μου για έρωτα, μίλα μου για αγάπη...

η επανάληψη τόσων όμορφων τραγουδιών δεν πειράζει  

 

σεκλέτια  

 

“When, in love, I solicit a look, what is profoundly unsatisfying and always missing is that—you never look at me from the place from which I see you.”

Jacques Lacan, Seminar XI

 

He had two lives: one, open, seen and known by all who cared to know, full of relative truth and of relative falsehood, exactly like the lives of his friends and acquaintances; and another life running its course in secret. And through some strange, perhaps accidental, conjunction of circumstances, everything that was essential, of interest and of value to him, everything in which he was sincere and did not deceive himself, everything that made the kernel of his life, was hidden from other people.

Anton Chekhov

 

 
Μη μιλάς...
Αφουγκράσου την ανάσα...
Νιώσε τη θέρμη...
Οσφρήσου την αγάπη

 

Θα μαι δω οταν ολα τα φωτα θα σβησουν...