My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights. But night comes and starts to sing. The moon turns its clockwork dream. Pablo Neruda Reply ↓
Pity, here in Uruguay is very hot. Many beach and water. In next trip I hope to see in Buenos Aires. 😉
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My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing.
The moon turns its clockwork dream.
Pablo Neruda
Me encantan sus poemas!
Estas en Chile?
Not anymore – meanwhile in cold Michigan.
Pity, here in Uruguay is very hot. Many beach and water. In next trip I hope to see in Buenos Aires. 😉
Neruda. Genious!