Always by Pablo Neruda I am not jealous of what came before me. ... Come with a man on your shoulders, come with a hundred men in your hair, come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet, come like a river full of drowned men which flows down to the wild sea, to the eternal surf, to Time! Bring them all to where I am waiting for you; we shall always be alone, we shall always be you and I alone on earth to start our life!
Posted on: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 07:39:16 +0000