Come, red carnations stain the sheets
And candles flicker in the heavy silver
Red wine is breathing in the crystal glasses
Fine lace is flowing in the alcoves like a river.
Come, watch the shadows playing on the wall
When aromatic air is resting on the pillows
The Siamese is pouring in her basket
And bowls are filled with reddish tamarillo.
Now, please, don’t move, the cat is sleeping
And dreams of guarding pharaoh’s tomb.
Don’t talk, you’re here just to listen
The jacaranda’s magic bloom!
Fantastic!
Thank you so much!
You’re most welcome!
Incredibly lovely! “Now, please, don’t move, the cat is sleeping
And dreams of guarding pharaoh’s tomb.
Don’t talk, you’re here just to listen…” (references to that cat…)
Un abrazo fuerte y dos besos Gabriela, eres fantastica,
Francisco
You are supportive and generous Francisco. Thank you so much.
That’s my cat! I hope she does not dream being a Shepard.
Dos abrazo y dos besos Francisco.
Eres un amigo fantástico.
Gracias 😊 Gabriela, tu igual lo eres y me encanta. Cuídate y un abrazo,
F.
De nade. Mil abrazos.
❤️🙂🌹