I got this on an email this morning. This is the sort of thing I love to read for breakfast.
For Hester
(A Spanish sonnet in English,
by X. M., Poet Laureate-to-be)
How I wish I could get lost in your mind
And swim among your thoughts to reach the dock.
I wish I had the keys that could unlock
The jokes you never told and I can't find.
I wish to meet you free and unconfined,
So we can fly together, and elope,
In secrecy, in darkness, like a flock
Of jet black cawing crows craving for night.
How I wish I could get lost and lose track,
Like a shipwrecked explorer in the desert
rejecting any hope of being saved.
One day I'll cross El Bierzo, it's not so far,
'cos if Canadians can I won't be less. (1)
I wish to climb your mounts and dig your caves.
(1) Alt lyrics: Alas! As if I were a pilgrim messer.
(A Spanish sonnet in English,
by X. M., Poet Laureate-to-be)
How I wish I could get lost in your mind
And swim among your thoughts to reach the dock.
I wish I had the keys that could unlock
The jokes you never told and I can't find.
I wish to meet you free and unconfined,
So we can fly together, and elope,
In secrecy, in darkness, like a flock
Of jet black cawing crows craving for night.
How I wish I could get lost and lose track,
Like a shipwrecked explorer in the desert
rejecting any hope of being saved.
One day I'll cross El Bierzo, it's not so far,
'cos if Canadians can I won't be less. (1)
I wish to climb your mounts and dig your caves.
(1) Alt lyrics: Alas! As if I were a pilgrim messer.
Edited by the author and myself.
Flattered by it. (That's just myself).
(Yeah, after a while, you start loving it and forget HOW DIRTY it is, hohoho!)
“You… you’re good, you!”
^^
Flattered by it. (That's just myself).
(Yeah, after a while, you start loving it and forget HOW DIRTY it is, hohoho!)
“You… you’re good, you!”
^^
2 comments:
Yes, writing poems to girls is still ok.
:D
that was great
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