Monday, May 2, 2011

#465

(image by Agata)

A manhã me acorda
porque
nunca fecho as janelas.

Se aproxima silenciosa
e beija os meus olhos
exatamente como gostaria
que você fizesse.



Morning wakes me up
Because I never close
the windows

it sneaks inside and kisses my eyes
the way I’d like you to do.

16 comments:

  1. Adoro acordar com a luz do sol, um dia mais natural.

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  2. Linda!
    Saudade de passar por aqui e levar comigo um pouco de sonho sabe??? Essa vida real tá complicada rssssss
    Beijo grande!

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  3. Beautiful scene, great lighting. I love what you wrote.

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  4. this is a great picture to illustrate these nice words.

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  5. Lovely piece. I always appreciate the brevity with which you convey clear messages.

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  6. Poema cheio de sensações, dá até um calorzinho aqui dentro, apesar do frio que ele fala.

    Beijo.

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  7. very beautiful and tender :)

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  8. concordo plena-mente com as palavras da Lara!!

    um abraço

    Hedu

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  9. E como é bom sermos beijados pela manhãs...

    Tudo de bom,

    Samuel Pimenta.

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  10. To be kissed by the morning. What a wonderful thing! And yet there are greater things to dream of.

    Beautiful as always, Kenia.

    Hugs and kisses.

    Andreas

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  11. kiss on your sleepy nose :)

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  12. Ah! Even i keep the windows open before i go to sleep. Being kissed by the sun the first thing in the morning is a wonderful way of waking up.

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  13. you are a true poet with divine talent,
    love the words and how you make it.
    smiles.

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