I am not yours.....

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind. 

 Sara Teasdale

Palpar

Mis manos
abren las cortinas de tu ser
te visten con otra desnudez
descubren los cuerpos de tu cuerpo
Mis manos
inventan otro cuerpo a tu cuerpo

Octavio Paz

When I think of you.....

When I think of you I am floating,
I am reaching the clouds,
touch the stars, living in the sky ...

Just try to overcome
I miss the huge crushes the heart,
but that comes with the sweet memories of your being.

Remembering the moments
where our love together is conjugated
in one person, we ...


It is through this that sentiment, nostalgia,
surviving that when I am away from you.
It is the food of love that is far ...


The delicacy of your words
contrasts with the multitude of thy feeling.
My jealousy softens with your vows
and promises of eternal love.


The long distance only serves to unite our love.
The longing is to give me
the absolute certainty that we would be together forever ...


And in that moment of nostalgia,
when I think of you,
when everything is hurting my heart
and I do not have the strength to continue;
here comes your sweet presence,
with the splendor of an angel;
and enveloping me like a warm gentle breeze ...


All this happens because I love and think of you ...

 

William Shakespeare

So true!!!!!

Fim de semana dedicado ao ténis :)

Game, Set and Match... Me!!!! :D

True......

" Porque eu acho sempre muitas coisas - porque tenho uma mente fértil e delirante - e porque posso achar errado - e ter que me desculpar - e detesto pedir desculpas embora o faça sem dificuldade se me provarem que eu estraguei tudo achando o que não devia.
Quero grandes histórias e estórias; quero o amor e o ódio; quero o mais, o demais ou o nada. Não me importa o que é de verdade ou o que é mentira, mas tem que me convencer, extrair o máximo do meu prazer e me fazer crêr que é para sempre quando eu digo convicto que "nada é para sempre."

Gabriel García Marquez