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Afastam-se
as tuas primeiras palavras.
Afasto-me.
E de longe
já não parecem
amor.
De longe são só
linhas tortas
que não posso ler
- nem com os olhos apertados.
They stand back
your first words.
I move apart.
And from afar
they don't look
like love anymore.
From afar they're just
crooked lines
I cannot read
- not even squinting.
I always admire how you plunge the very depths of love with so few words. It is a rare art.
ReplyDeleteHere are 30 words that say so much about the disconnection and loss experienced when love ends.
Kenia sua linda... faz tempo que não passo aqui pra te ler! Posts sempre tão adoráveis. *-*
ReplyDeleteAs palavras do amor verdadeiro fazem sentir, mesmo de longe.
ReplyDeleteAhhh. I love this so much I wish I was bilingual.
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