Of everything I have seen,
it’s you I want to go on seeing:
of everything I’ve touched,
it’s your flesh I want to go on touching.
I love your orange laughter.
I am moved by the sight of you sleeping.
What am I to do, love, loved one?
I don’t know how others love
or how people loved in the past.
I live, watching you, loving you.
Being in love is my nature.
Pablo Neruda
Este blog está cada vez melhor: os poemas, as músicas, cada vez gosto mais. Os meus sinceros parabéns!! Grande abraço,Jô
ResponderEliminarobrigado grande Jô. vindo de ti o elogio tem um valor ainda maior. aquele abraço.
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