Love, it’s a light comet…
flying the cliffs of the heart,
a union “of two unharmed souls”…
creating a single, unbreakable link.
Love is that strange elixir…
that when you drink it, it makes you madly inspired,
that runs through “every corner of your feelings”…
in the complicit tune of a song.
Love opens doors and windows,
crosses oceans and takes us like a cyclone…
to the vertex of the deep cove,
where one ceases forever “to be me”.
Love is a heartbeat of balance…
that infects the being of admiration,
and rocks it gently on the swing,
that hangs on a branch of Orion".
And when love comes to your shore,
the river becomes desire and ebullition…
crossing the places of your soul
… “among galloping rudderless blood”.
El amor, es un ligero cometa…
volando los acantilados del corazón,
una unión “ de dos almas ilesas ”
creando un solo e irrompible eslabón.
El amor, es ese extraño elixir…
que al tomarlo, te hace loca inspiración,
que recorre, “ cada rincón de tu sentir ”
en la tonada cómplice de una canción.
El amor, abre puertas y ventanas,
cruza océanos y nos lleva cual ciclón…
hasta el vértice de la honda ensenada,
donde uno deja para siempre “ de ser yo ”.
El amor, es un latido de equilibrio…
que contagia al ser de admiración,
y lo mece suavemente en el columpio,
que cuelga de una rama de Orión “.
Y cuando el amor llega a tu orilla,
el río se hace deseo y ebullición…
cruzando los parajes de tu alma
… ” entre galopante sangre sin timón “.
Pro-Capitalist’s defense of capitalism is just explaining how it works, and then when you say “yes I know, I just think it shouldn’t be like that” they explain it to you again but angrier this time
i love walking around my house at night wearing a too small tshirt and underwear it makes me feel like the slutty girl who dies first in a horror movie
the other night i tried to make a curry and i got chilli burns all over my face, so i thought to myself ‘hang on, doesn’t milk soothe chilli burns? it does’ and i couldn’t google because i couldn’t see so i just had to blindly feel my way to the fridge and pour out a bowl of milk, and then plant my face in the bowl of milk, anyway at that point the rice cooker went off and triggered a power surge which turned my electricity off, which i didn’t notice at first because i had my face in a bowl of milk and when i did emerge from the dairy prison i thought i had gone blind with chilli burns. so no i don’t really cook much.
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