If You Forget Me
I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is:
if i look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ashor the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
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.
I know after reading it seems impossible right? I believe my Pablo is out there. KEEP HOPE ALIVE!! LOL
I've been checking up on your blog almost everyday, and every time I check it would the same "Ready?" entry that I see and I was kinda getting sad that yall weren't updating but I have to say that this post was worth the wait. I never said I wanted a Pablo Neruda, I always just wanted something like this...but thanks to you, now I want someone like him too.
ReplyDeleteAwww sorry love 4 the wait...we've been working on a new format but i had too post this because its beautifull and i want love to be like this 1 day. Keep checkin and thanks for the support.
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