I know myself as a (not-so-simple) girl who likes to think outside the box, the box not being nearly vast enough; a vauge contraption we also know as "life". I love to drink it all in...from my hits and misses to my sunrises and sunsets.
Two happy lovers make one bread, a single moon drop in the grass. Walking, they cast two shadows that flow together; waking, they leave one sun empty in their bed.
Of all the possible truths, they chose the day; they held it, not with ropes but with an aroma. They did not shred the peace; they did not shatter words; their happiness is a transparent tower. The air and wine accompany the lovers. The night delights them with its joyous petals. They have a right to all the carnations. Two happy lovers, without an ending, with no death, they are born, they die, many times while they live: they have the eternal life of the Natural.(From Pablo Neruda's "100 Love Sonnets")Myspace Contact Tables
