NOETIC RAYS, MAGLAS MARIETA [book series for 10 year olds .txt] 📗

have wished you to be the man of my dreams

or at least I would have preferred that

our seemingly love to be

rather an illusion of reality

than a reality of illusion

J'aurais voulu que vous soyez l'homme de mes rêves

ou au moins j 'aurais préféré

notre amour apparemment être

plutôt une illusion de réalité

qu'une réalité d'illusion


I wish you to be aware that

with every victim that dies

you're increasingly poor with a feeling..

and still less able to love again

Je veux que vous soyez conscients cela

avec chaque victime qui meurt

vous êtes de plus en plus pauvres avec un sentiment..

et toujours moins capable d'aimer de nouveau


and every time you kill

the lasting love with life itself

you just stay only with the shadow of life.

et la chaque fois vous tuez

l'amour durable avec la vie même

vous restez seulement avec l'ombre de vie.

Give me your love

If I felt that you would be here,

it was because your angel had touched me with his wing, like a breeze

and

you have been there, with him,

in a certainly indestructible sensation.


Maybe you thought that the angel had told me,

but he would never say,


So, I've been waiting for you,

to give me your love,

in our rainy mornings.....

My feelings

A ray of sun that slips on your sad face,

By drawing a circle,

Is not only a ray, it is light,

But my feelings,

That slip in your soul

Until your heart

Begins to vibrate,

Means everything.

Ligustrum vulgare

Your steps,

By frightening the red leaves…..

Your sight,

By caressing the limb,

Which seemingly is searing……

The shivering limb waiting the winter ….

Your lips,

By kissing the crust of the tree;

Ligustrum vulgare,

In that special zone,

Where it lose continuously the life...

Yourself,

With a curable and irreversible

Kiss.

I'm drawing

I'm drawing a circle,

which is concentrically diminishing,

with each gliding of the pencil on the paper,

until it becomes a spiral.


I'm drawing the line of your oval eyes,

which is concentrically diminishing,

with each winking of yours,

until becoming only a memory of your sight.


I'm drawing the line of your elliptical lips,

this beauty of your lips,

which is dwindling concentrically

with each whisper

until becoming only the memory of your word.


I'm drawing your love,

as a noble heart,

and it is eccentrically enlarging,

until we become, seemingly, one soul.

My love

You are my everything

You are in everything I do

Because I always think of you

And, my love,

I'm doing it all for you.

Because you are capable of making

The life of dreams

And you are able to make it happen.

I share a part of me with you

Though forever is not in this world to stay

And I want you to keep inside

Everything that I give and say.

And you know that everything around,

Which doesn't belong to you,

Doesn’t belong to me, too...

And it has never been

A part of everything I mean...

We can make a world together.

My love,

And if I will never meet you again

My feelings for you

Will survive this day

And all the eternity.

Eternal emotion of dreams

Let's make love tonight

until our bodies will transcend their shapes,

by becoming one single corpse.

Let's make this love to be tonight

our eternal emotion of dreams

and not just a fleeting dream.

And if we will accomplish

the abyss inside,

we will be like two butterflies

released from their cocoons.

We will awake

in our novel world of words,

were we will subsist for being eternal..

You would understand

If you could love me

even for one second

you would understand me


and what a tale my thoughts could tell...