02/01/2010

...buuu!

I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled!

And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart's delight.

So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.

William Blake
foto by: Nuno Bernardo

3 comentários:

Sofia Carvalho disse...

Nem sei se o que gostei mais foi de ler William Blake ou do traseiro da rapariga;) diga-se de passagem que estão formidáveis:)

ALFF disse...

Eu acho o traseiro da rapariga com um pouco de celulite a mais! E tem uma risca branca k não a favorece :)
Eu gosto mesmo é das asinhas :D

O ovo estrelado disse...

...é o halo perverso da jovem...evidências de um verão quente, quem sabe no inferno!!