If love was enough

If love was enough
If love was enough, I could right every wrong
I could hold you in my arms and pour my heart into you
My eyes are like a camera that have recorded every moment with you
And sometimes when you kiss me, I record with my eyes so I can watch the memory over and over again like a movie
If love was enough, we would not have lost so much
I could love you hard enough that all the pain would go away
If love was enough, we would never hurt, there would never be tears
I would give you my soul, my skin and my heart to make everything in your life whatever you dreamed
I would lay down my life for you, because you are my adored
And everything would be perfect
If love was enough

Algeria, tempesta di sabbia sulla transahariana, vicino a Ghardaia

Harley Davidson in Algeria

The year of magical thinking

I read once about a writer who lost both her daughter and her husband in one year. I lost my baby and my best friend. She called the book THE YEAR OF MAGICAL THINKING

here with me

I try to find my center, my baby
And enjoy the time that I am here
But all I can think of
Is I wish you were here with me

Each holiday, each dinner
Each breese that blows by and I cant hold you
All I can dream of , all I desire
Is that you are
Here with me
So I hold the ones that you left behind, I love and nuture, caretake
and adore the others who are with me
But we are here without you Rayan and we miss you
And all I can wish for
Is that you should be
Here with me

Torture in the Algerian war (1954-62)

Torture in the Algerian war (1954-62)

The Betrayal Review

The Betrayal Review

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L'Ennemi Intime - France in Algeria

L'Ennemi Intime - France in Algeria

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