I would love if someone could draw me a design with a combination of a little bit of each of these. Because for some reason I just can’t find a design I truly love.
(Source: weheartit.com, via aalice-in-wonderland)
I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head
and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear
I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in
I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.
Margaret Atwood
No creo que tenga que decir mas aparte de lo que dice esta cancion.
Lo explica todo.
For those who don’t know spanish here are the lyrics translated to english.
It truly is a touching and very real song.
I have a mother, I have sister
I have cousins, aunts I have, I had nana
I have friends, neighbors and a girlfriend who loves me
I had a wife and two grandmothers
My niece Carolina is the PrincessIn this story that will never end
Women are the soul of lifeThe caress more perfect, like the air
Women are the light of day
The reason that this world does not end
And even though sometimes they bother us throughout the day
They are brave and do not deserve a coward
I am a man, and their wounds hurt
I never forgot my father’s advice
Hit the wall, hit the wall instead
But never a woman, never, never to a woman
You have a mother and what follows
I will not repeat because it would sound the same
I am not a Saint or want to sing you a sermon
Just ask for your respect
We are men and they are not objects
What does it cost you to just cry and ask for forgiveness?
Or are you going to tell me you don’t have any courage?
Women are the soul of life
The most perfect touch, they are like the air
Women are the light of day
The reason that this world does not end
And even though sometimes they bother us throughout the day
They are brave and do not deserve a coward
I am a man and their wounds hurt me
I will never foget my father’s advise
Hit the wall, hit the wall instead
But never to a woman, never, never a woman
Never, never a woman
