The breeze whispers in my ears:
My love refuses to join me for a ride.
Let's move out towards the sea
Over choppy waves on currents adrift.
See, my boat is in full speed,
My strong breeze has filled my sails.
And speedily all is glee.
The hot air on the beach is far behind.
For now, it's all fresh and clean.
Dolphins jump out of the waves,
Spraying droplets all around,
They go down again towards the deep.
The breeze helps me see wonders.
So blow as much as you need,
Until the hour approaches.
Crimson sunsets colour the distant bay.
Back I turn to my quiet quay.
Find haven in some quirky bar,
To drink a mug of cold beer.
Yet I feel all alone. Why have you left me?
The breeze whispers goodbye.
Perspiration is all over my face.
Loneliness grips my heart.
I will never find relief.
Inspired by the Song "The Breeze and I" sung by Caterina Valente.
POTD
Placed 2
Valente
Desde sempre
de junho a maio
entre sol e lua,
a mulher
valente
é ela, rainha
sem tiara,
em cada passo
cada olhar
uma proeza,
e no caminho
deixa rastros
de pura beleza:
é ela,
a essência
do mês,
de junho
a rainha
do mais e mais.
Sexta Valente
Sexta,
valente,
a semana
segue,
e a
coragem
é convidada.
Dando
a valentia
se faz em
cada passo
além,
sem receios
para fazer
com pouco
muito
mais
e mais.
Valente
Na terça-feira,
a coragem
se faz presente,
enfrenta
tudo
de frente,
terça-feira
se desenha,
corajosa
e determinada,
com pouco,
a ousar,
faz almejar
sempre
fazer com pouco,
mais e mais.
Ever since Mr. Dutile asked us to sandwich our desks together, I haven't
been able to sleep or eat. My mom made her famous crisp lasagna the
other night but I didn't eat a bite. I went to my room feigning a stomach
ache then wrote your name all over my binder. I can feel my cheeks hot
as I write this but I must say it or combust. You make my heart melt like mozzarella and when you smile at me, you make me feel like the prettiest
girl alive. I know I am not Julie Panuccia with her revlon lipstick but I was hoping, you felt this way too.
So here it goes, "Would you go to the prom with me?"
Before you say no, I must ask you one thing, "When you slipped me that silly note along with your hewed pencil, was that you making a pass?
I figured maybe ?
Soooo, if they answer is yes then on prom night I will ask the D.J.
to play "My Eyes Adored You" it was playing the day I ran
into you on talent night. I almost dropped my books at your feet
I believe I fell in love that da. I hope you feel the same way too
Sergio Valente.
Your friend
Loretta Beata Lucia Santaricchia
Feb 21, 2019
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