Thursday, April 06, 2006

Let us live and love,
not listening to old men's talk.
Suns will rise and set
long after our little light
has gone away to darkness.
Kiss me again and again.
Let me kiss you a hundred times,
a thousand more, again a thousand
without rest, losing count,
so no one can speak of us and say
they know the number of our kisses.


- Gaius Valerius Catullus, "Vivamus mea Claudia."

posted at 7:19:17 pm

Toaod
April 8, 2006   03:56 PM PDT
 
That is wonderful.
Gloria
April 8, 2006   03:40 PM PDT
 
Let us live, my Claudia.

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Glo'ri'a'na, noun:
1. An alternative form of "Gloria."
2. As "Americana" defines itself as artefacts of American culture, "Gloriana" consists of the artefacts of my culture.


   



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