viernes, 29 de mayo de 2009

¿Cuánto tiempo más voy a aguantar descomponiendo la tranquilidad?

jueves, 28 de mayo de 2009

All that we see or seem

Take this kiss upon the brow!
and, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
that my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
in a night, or in a day,
in a vision, or in none,
is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
of a surf-tormented shore,
and I hold within my hand
grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
through my fingers to the deep,
while I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
one from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe

is but a dream within a dream.

jueves, 7 de mayo de 2009

Una habitación que olvidar


Todo siempre se podrá elegir,
no me escribas la pared.

lunes, 4 de mayo de 2009

I must have been asleep for days.

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed his face and kissed his head
And dreamed of all the different ways
I had to make his glow
'Why are you so far away?' he said
'Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you,
That I'm in love with you?'