After the death it is the dream that you
left us, that we made an effort for boasting, in our poetic works and in prose
to eternalize you, so that no longer being you live, your soul delights with
your children's wonderful works. A son that she respect will make everything to
deserve her mother, and to tell him in her intimate: "Mother, was not in
vain that I began my life in your belly, so loaded, of love so led."
The human beings live colds and they
don't get any thaw. They just live some tenuous moments of love and soon later
return immediately to the that better know to do, the savagery. Those for who
the love is just a carnal act, a sexual desire, no human beings, were born to
hate the love.
I see a castle, and in him a damsel of
celestial beauty, pure as the virginity of the times, that there lives there
are many thousands of years, yes, she is immortal, because it was never played
by the love, it awaits him, that a prince, already so many, so many, and so
many they fell in love, they faked that they loved her, and she lives in the
heights of the battlements castellated. Of course everyone vow that that castle
is cursed. And suddenly the Knight without a lot of effort breaks the protections
of the castle and it ties her damsel that there is many millennia waits him.
And the princess, yes she was a princess, quickly, finally she understood that her
love arrived, it freed her, and her immortality finished, therefore the love is
very demanding, and who wants to love him, to their rules she has to enslave.
And to the if it frees, Lady of Time - yes she was - of the millennia of the
bitterness of the eternity of the dislike, did she feel happy with intolerance,
didn't they know? The love is the most intolerant feeling than it exists - her
torture finished, therefore the love arrived him and he would live the amount
of years to find him necessary, but later everything would embrace, the death
would take. The love is the most wonderful thing than it exists, therefore only
he allows to get angry the fire of her bonfire and without want-millstones,
without we know, inexplicably to say: I love you!
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