lunes, abril 12, 2010

Sauce

There is a willow grows aslant the
brook
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy
stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she
come
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies and
long purples
That liberal shepherds give a grosser
name,
But our cold maids do dead men´s
fingers call them.

(Hamlet)

Sauce lloron, Pringles y Lezica, foto mia

2 comentarios:

Espérame en Siberia dijo...

¡Más besos para ti, cariñito! :)

Loli dijo...

Gracias reina!! Me vienen pero superequetebien!!