your image emits a synchronized beam of energy.. ......
it is when my thoughts enter ..that stage.. .......
.........in a gaze..
.........the beauty of your eyes..
Appear to me .. like a fog..
with edges in colour .. .......
like a wide..
.........strange haze...
the color that is real..
emerald is.. ..
.........blue..and yellow too..
becomes a vitreous exertion....
a luster..
a translucence of the beauty...
- that I see when I think of you..
The memories of your touch..
your being...
..........next to mine..
a perceptual effort...
a vitrification..of a love that was .. -------...--
and now is just a memory ....
I do live there..in that stage of love.. .........
in that process that is.. .........
...........El tener todo el carino y vencer mi cuerpo para siempre.. .........
...........Y volver ah ti..en me mente temblando como en miedo ..
that's always in my thinking..
...........pensamiento eres tu..
...........entre mi.. .........
...........Es una memoria........
...........memoria..nada mas..
...........en esta memoria es que veo yo tus ojos tan lindos..
...........del color de el cielo..
un cielo maraviyoso..que cuando se acava..
se ve el color de tu maraviyoso pelo tambien.. .........
...........Tanvien estan en esta memoria....
...........suspended in beautiful images..
of the ones that you are..
the way I saw you last...
keeping me going so far...
so far.......
.........esta tan lejos de mi amistad...!
On a bluff
ReplyDeleteOverlooking the shore
In the mist
Rising from below
Could have been anyone
I saw you I saw you
Coming back to me
Jefferson Airplane mix
Thanks Bill, I'm still working on this, my latin is very rusty.
ReplyDeleteBut i'm having fun, I want to read some from you !