... all of this feelings
'Cause,
You are still here.
segunda-feira, 23 de janeiro de 2012
sexta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2012
if you forget me

I want you to know
one thing.
(...)
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
(...)
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
[ But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine ]
Pablo Neruda
quinta-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2012
Beautiful poem
The way of love isn't
a subtle argument.
the door there
is devastation
birds make great sky circles
of their freedom. How do they learn that?
The fall and falling,
they are given wings.
[ sleep to less. it's this the result]
still in poland .
3 hours of sleep.
easy guess the result !
with love, <3
a subtle argument.
the door there
is devastation
birds make great sky circles
of their freedom. How do they learn that?
The fall and falling,
they are given wings.
[ sleep to less. it's this the result]
still in poland .
3 hours of sleep.
easy guess the result !
with love, <3
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