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Thread: The Seasons
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04-16-2018, 07:45 PM #631
Yet come to me in dreams that I may live
My very life again though cold in death
Come back to me in dreams that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath
Speak low, lean low
As long ago, my love, how long ago
Christina Rossetti *Echo
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04-17-2018, 04:34 PM #632
I Love The Way You're Breaking My Heart
Songwriters: Louis Alter / Milton Drake
Artist: Ana Krüger
I love the way you're breaking my heart
It's terribly, terribly, terribly, terribly thrilling
I love the way you're breaking my heart
Although you're gonna ruin it
It's heaven while you're doin' it
I love the way I feel when we kiss
You're terribly, terribly, terribly irresistible
Sigh to me, and lie to me, you really know how
it's gonna hurt tomorrow, but it feels so good now
So darling, just keep playing your part
Take your time and really finish the things that you start
'Cause I love the way you're breaking my heart
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04-18-2018, 06:10 PM #633
April*
April, April,
Laugh thy girlish laughter
Then, the moment after
Weep thy girlish tears
April, that mine ears
Like a lover greetest
If I tell thee, sweetest
All my hopes and fears
April, April,
Laugh thy golden laughter
But, the moment after
Weep thy golden tears
William Watson
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04-19-2018, 04:38 AM #634
*for you, my broken wing!
You have loved enough
Leonard Cohen
I said I'd be your lover
You laughed at what I said
I lost my job forever
I was counted with the dead
I swept the marble chambers
But you sent me down below
You kept me from believing
Until you let me know
That I am not the one who loves
It's love that seizes me
When hatred with his package comes
You forbid delivery
And when the hunger for your touch
Rises from the hunger
You whisper:"You have loved enough
Now let me be the Lover"
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And when the hunger for your touch
Rises from the hunger
You whisper:"You have loved enough
Now let me be the Lover"
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04-19-2018, 05:41 PM #635
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04-21-2018, 10:11 AM #636
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04-21-2018, 05:42 PM #637
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04-22-2018, 05:32 AM #638
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04-22-2018, 03:14 PM #639
A petite story of a hand*
Mister Cardinal đã lâu không thấy, sáng nay bỗng dưng ghé về thăm, hỏi:"Something new? Something new?"
Tôi cười:"Yes, there is. Want to hear it?"
Tôi kể cho mister Cardinal nghe về một Saturday sweet wedding trong thị trấn. Hình ảnh người cha walking down the aisle with the charming bride khiến mister Cardinal cảm động. He sighs:"A hand gave away a hand to an other hand. Sad but lovely! Did that remind you about something?"
- Circle of hands?
Mister Cardinal chirps:
- Tôi muốn hỏi về những bàn tay xưa của you ấy! Where are they now?
- My hand is still mine. I don't know about the others'. They might keep searching or holding some different hands somewhere on Earth.
- Is it cold & empty?
- Huh??
- Your hand ấy!
- Oh, my hand! Is it supposed to be cold & empty?
Gắt:
- Of course, when there's nobody around to hold it.
Nháy:
- No hand to hold mine but mine is busy holding my ink pen now, how's that?
Lẩm bẩm:
- Pen is not hand. They're totally different things.
Ah, cái vương miện đỏ trên đầu đang bắt đầu chuyển sang màu huyết dụ. Có lẽ cần phải trêu thêm một chút nữa thì mới đủ tone thẫm cho một giọt red wine.
- When I write lung tung with my pen, there's always a very warm hand holding mine. Imagine/Imagine, hello!
Cáu:
- Whose hand is that? Does it really make you feel?
- Extremely & wonderfully! You'd never understand that kind of feeling if you're so lacked of imagination. Well, I don't blame you since you're just a bird.
Thế là giận.
Thế là chirp-chirp mấy tiếng sắc lẻm rồi bay vù lên tuốt ngọn cây JRM bên hồ nước.
Tôi nghĩ he needs a hand (or an index finger) to pet (or to tickle) his trouble soul.
Mine is occupied with the vu-vơ-words mà you đang đọc.
So sozzy, my very dear mister ưa giận lẫy!
Tôi biết mister đang rất nhớ nhung một "người" đã bay đi xa ơi là xa từ mùa xuân trước.
Như tôi cũng đang nhớ ơi là nhớ một người...
Much.
Immensely.
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04-23-2018, 07:10 PM #640