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domingo, junho 28, 2009

Love of my life,



i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)




1 Comments:

  • Those words, which are not yours, carry the deepest feelings inside that can be touched and felt within. Let me please have the illusion I was in your thoughts by the time you quoted them. Let me be thankful by reading the following while you breathe:
    My love, my life, my true and endless happiness,
    These words, which indeed are mine, are far from being enough to express how intense my feelings are for you. I wish I could grant you with similar words, but God has in his infinite wisdom hidden such abilities from me. For I am not E. E. Cummings: I am just someone to whom ‘you’ is as vital as myself. I carry you as well, and forever I want to be... just me, yours truly, yours only.

    By Blogger Unknown, at 2:46 da tarde  

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