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When you come to me

Posted by Manu Mattos on 3.6.09 in

When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.

Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,

I cry.

Maya Angelou

2 Comments


'when you came to me'....
Serei ainda a mesma?
Te amarei mais ou menos?
Não sei.
Apenas te espero.

Lindo texto loquita....até fiquei inspirada...ç viu?
(aff, alguém me pareeee)
t'amo rivers lakes and oceans...ever!!!


ups,errei. O certo é: "When you come to me" =]

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