Saturday, January 21, 2012

I loved you once...

I loved you once: perhaps that love has yet
To die down thoroughly within my soul;
But let it not dismay you any longer;
I have no wish to cause you any sorrow.
I loved you wordlessly, without a hope,
By shyness tortured, or by jealousy.
I loved you with such tenderness and candor
And pray God grants you to be loved that way again.

A. S. Pushkin

Serenata  The night soaks itself  along the shore of the river  and in Lolita's breasts  the branches die of love.  The branche...