About Me
- Mon-amie
- London, United Kingdom
- If little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. @Neruda.
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My philantrophism is in my height,
My depth is in the dense forest in me,
My love making art is in the fogs and cloud that touches you, whe you are with me.
My intricacy is in the curved paths that goes around me.
My glamour are in those little lamps that glows at night on my body.
My life is this everlasting silence.
If you don't understand my silence,
You won't understand my words.
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