Pra pensar

Ontem foi o Dia do Amigo e eu saí com antigos e bons amigos. Muito legal, porque novos e potencialmente bons amigos se juntaram a nós e, no meio do papo que, diga-se de passagem, tomou um rumo suuuuuuuuuuuuuper cabeça, a nova amiga Patrícia manda a seguinte reflexão:

QUANDO EU DESEJO PPRA VOCÊ O QUE VOCÊ DESEJA PRA VOCÊ, EU ESTOU TE AMANDO.
QUANDO EU DESEJO PRA VOCÊ O QUE EU DESEJO PRA VOCÊ, EU ESTOU ME AMANDO ATRAVÉS DE VOCÊ.

A ficha demorou um pouco pra cair, no meio de tantos "desejos" e de tantos "vocês", mas, quando caiu, me encheu de sensações legais... vale o exercício da mente e do coração!

Música da vez

Um dos meus passatempos preferidos é encontrar músicas cujas letras se encaixem ao momento que eu estou vivendo.
Atualmente estou vivendo um monte de momentos... hehehe... mas, em relação ao meu passional coraçãozinho, nada descreve melhor a minha situação do que:

LAY YOUR HANDS ON ME

If you're ready, I'm willing and able
Help me lay my cards out on the table
You're mine and I'm yours for the taking
Right now the rules we made are meant for breaking

What you get ain't always what you see
But satisfaction is guaranteed
They say what you give is always what you need
So if you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me

I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher
If you show me how to get up off the ground
I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down

Everything you want is what I need
Satisfaction is guaranteed
But the ride don't never ever come for free
If you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me

Don't you know I only aim to please
If you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me

"Sunday Morning" - Marron 5

"Sunday Morning"
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you

That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
And you may not know

That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning

(Tem coisa mais fofa e querida que essa música...)