Decade

Amy Lowell

When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,
But I am completely nourished.

The Wine

James Thompson

The wine of Love is music,
... And the feast of Love is song:
And when Love sits down to the banquet,
...Love sits long:

Sits long and arises drunken,
... But not with the feast and the wine;
He reeleth with his own heart,
... That great, rich Vine.

LInha Fricote para Meninas

Collection Filles Rosa Papaya

Girls Collection, Rosa Papaya

Linha Fricote para meninas


Contas coloridas, botões e prata folheada

To my two little Princesses, that their lives be full of colors, flowers, fun, and love.

Fricote

Collection Filles Rosa Papaya

Girls Collection, Rosa Papaya

Linha Fricote para meninas


Colar em contas fantasia, e uma conta com um sapinho, feita à mão, na chama, por artesão


Contas fantasia e dragão (cabeça, corpo e cauda) feito à mão, na chama, por artesão

Jewelery for Little Girls

Anonymous

His form
In my eyes,
His touch
In my limbs,
His words
In my ears,
His heart
In my heart:
Now who's
Separated?

translated from Prakit by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra

Late Fragment

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

Raymond Carver

Little pervert Byron

So We'll Go No More A Roving

So we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out its breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.

Lord Byron

The Good Morrow

And now good morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls
and makes one little room, an everywhere.

John Donne

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurled
By dreams, each one, into a several world.

Robert Herrick

To my Dear and Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we;
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor aught but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more we may live ever.

Anne Bradstreet

A drinking Song

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

W. B. Yeats

Life is too short to drink bad wine...

Errare
Humanum
Est...

2006 is almost gone...
I hope 2007 will be happy for everyone,
Peace, Love and Health!

Feliz Natal!!!

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The Inner Garment of Love

A soul which is not clothed
with the inner garment of Love
should be ashamed of its existence.

Be drunk with Love,
for Love is all that exists.
Where is intimacy found
if not in the give and take of Love.

If they ask what Love is,
say: the sacrifice of will.
If you have no left your will behind,
you have no will at all.

The lover is a king of kings
with both worlds beneath him;
and a king does not regard
what lies at his feet.

Only Love and the lvoer
can resurrect beyond time.
Give your heart to this;
the rest is secondhand.

How long will you embrace
a lifeless beloved?
Embrace that entity
to which nothing can cling.

What sprouts up every spring
will wither by autumn,
but the rose garden of Love
is always green.

Both the rose and the thorn
appear together in spring,
and the wine of the grape
is not without its headaches.

Don't be an impatient
bystander on this-
by God there's no death
worse than expectation.

Set your heart on hard cash
if you are not counterfeit,
and listen to this advice
if you are not a slave:

Don't falter on the horse
of the body; go more lightly on foot.
God gives wings to those
who are not content to ride an ass.

Let go of your worries
and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.

When it is empty of forms,
all forms are contained in it.
No face would be ashamed
to be so clear.

If you want a clear mirror
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth
which the mirror reflects.

If metal can polished
to a mirrorlike finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?

Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not.

(Rumi translated by Kabir Helminski)