Soneto da Saudade
Há 14 anos
Entre a realidade e o sonho Existe um limite Que não se pode Ultrapassar... Eu busco um amor Que não morre Uma dor Que não dói Um sonho Que nunca se acabe. Eu busco a felicidade Em estações Onde o trem da vida possa parar, Onde o amor Seja constante, Imutável. Eu busco você
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Good day to you Rita! I am happy for you that your week has gone well. I notice a smile in your postings and pleasure in your words. Enjoy the week end. -D
Good end of week for you also friend, but I felt his absence.
You make me very well
I will drink in my tea made from flower petals and think of you and smile. A warm day full of good things for you. D
To you an amazing evening, with much love
What is in her thoughts? The picture. D
Not understood angel, the picture?
The woman in the picture is long in thought. She is thinking of something. What do you think it is?
Just caught this picture for that reason. It is how I caught the times, thinking far .. I think in a love
That is what I think as well. A good thought, yes? D
Yes, thinking about find a person with a love like that you have stored within you to donate, share.
I think her mind is recalling a moment in time and her hands are reminding her of it's power. Her eyes say it all. She is lost in her thoughts. D
Often we lost in thoughts
Sometimes forget to come back to reality
I think she will be back. Reality brings much more excitement with both joy and sorrow. Our friends will help on the long days. D
It is precisely the reality back
But it is so sad that alone and is afraid to return
If you take one day at a time and be yourself, someone will find you. You have much to give and share. D
I have always been myself
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