Sketching a taste!

While the snow falls outside, i close my eyes and think about my homeland.
 I see a warm winter day, sun is shining and i am siting among good friends, we are having a really good conversation, while we share a good bottle of wine, "Pôpa Doce". 
I am not a wine expert, but this wine is something special, it has been like a month ago since i tasted this "nectar", but i still can recall the amazing taste.This is the first sweet red wine produced in the Douro region, to all of you that are thinking about visiting Portugal, maybe you should start to plan a visit to the magic Douro region and maybe a visit to the place where they created this magic taste. I am going there for sure soon, cause i know that there are other magic nectars to be tasted :)
 For now i will keep my eyes closed, and i will dream of sunshine and great wine.

When did you stop dreaming?

When did you stop dreaming??
When did you stop to go to your magic place? When did you stop crossing the bridge to the floating island, with the little white and bended houses? When was the last time that you had a boat trip, in your little floating boat? When did your world stopped to be illuminated by glowing insects trapped in old lamps that hung from the sky? When did you stop flying? When did your magic blanket stopped to protect you? Why are you not invisible any more when you close your eyes? Why does that rock in your hand look like a rock and not a space ship? When did your world get so grey, so grown up and serious? when did you stop asking yourself all that?