Adventure Spec Clothing

Why I choose Adventure Spec and How does sizing really work? What you need to know before buying. Addition in-depth Mongolia trail pants/jackets and Hybrid Baltic jacket breakdown, off-road clothes for motorcycle tour, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan 00:00 Start01:20 Onion principle 02:55 clothes sizing 04:25 Hybrid Baltic jacket in-depth breakdown 05:27 Mongolia trail pants in-depth breakdown 06:50… Continue reading Adventure Spec Clothing

Wie ich diese Frau

Wie ich diese Frau doch liebe, speziell, in diesem Augenblick Sie sich an mich schmiegt, mich wild liebkost Ich rieche sie und kann sie schmecken, will sie halten, gegen meine Lenden pressen Wie ich diese Frau begehre perfekt, in diesem Augenblick Sie spricht und sagt kein einziges Wort versteht und liebt mich, und ist gleichzeitig… Continue reading Wie ich diese Frau

Manchmal

Manchmal, traeum ich von der Ferne, denn alles ist so nah Hab Sehnsucht nach der Leere, gelangweilt von so viel Ãœbermass Auf der Suche nach dem Ort, an dem ich sein kann und bin Der nichts hat, was ich schon habe Wo Antworten sind, die ich nur frage Manchmal ringe ich nach Worten, und es… Continue reading Manchmal

A list of love

There are so many people and so many opinions about love.Here is my listSee her in the distance and know, she is searching after my eyesTenderly touching the hands of each otherfeeding each other with ice creamlying together in a sleeping bag and looking out of the tentevery time forgetting the day you met the… Continue reading A list of love

I am listening, my dear

Again, she is talking and talking. The sound of her voice is floating between my ears but my head doesn’t know what to do with it.I am not listing to her. I can and why should I? Every time the same. Complaining about fucking unimportant things, I did or I didn’t do.Her mouth opens and… Continue reading I am listening, my dear

Broken down

I was sitting on a bench in the middle of a park. The warm sunrays shone through the green branches of the surrounded trees. It was a very beautiful day with all the chirping birds around me. As I sat there, both of my hands leaned on a cane and drifting off into the distance… Continue reading Broken down

The Jive

I remember being alone almost all the time of my life. Not physically alone, I mean mentally. Different, melancholic and often seeking for the sadness. Sitting in the darkness, candlelight is throwing flickering shadows on the walls and a song is playing in the background. Music has the power to revive memories or in my… Continue reading The Jive

Does she knows

Her eyes colored like the seven seas, let me dream and fly away Her lips, the beautiful smile, and even what she said, will raise the morning sun and make my day What are all the million kisses worth, if I could get only one from her The delicate smell of her skin, is like… Continue reading Does she knows