Foto: summer lovin' (CDcrew)And away she faded,
through a still melody of a dimming moon and fainting trees,
chords of hearts dismissed and bonds untied.
Tell me how could it have been foreseen...
Failing to uncover a word to mumble, unwise,
he just kept on learning languages to remain silent in.
Sometimes I'd rather not to talk, even though if I know the most suitable words...
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ResponderEliminarWhen to the sessions of sweet silent thought
ResponderEliminarI summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
(Shakespeare - Sonnet #30)
I'm unable to create poems despite my language knowledge... I prefer to keep in silence and listen to you.
;)
Kisses :)
Certezas provisionales...me recuerda a Kant (El sabio puede cambiar de opinión. El necio, nunca).
ResponderEliminarUnwise, yes. Better, too.
Sometimes it's better to act without providing anything, anyway, will it have to happen.
I`m sorry for my english.