Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Summer's here, can you feel it?

The breeze is now hot and dry.

Endless sunrises and sunsets for us to lay under.

Images of sand and a clear blue sea,

Each even more endearing when you're in it...

One sunrise, I will see...

You're right here...with me..



Giacomo Casanova said...

Letters from a Prince...

I do not love you...

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. - Pablo Neruda

soulfoolchic said...

^OMG! Pablo Neruda!!!

Wala lang...I like some of his works...that my friend shares to me. HAHA