lunes, 20 de mayo de 2013

"Facing the Mirror , Tango" - to Keira Knightley


                             
                                        "Facing the Mirror, Tango" - Keira Knightley
                                                      (Tango)
                                                       "Lizzie" - "Pride and Prejudice"
                                                        Jane Austen / Joe Wright
Why? ... Distress me both ...
Why! ... I refused ..
And if what I said the Coronel,
And if anything, that's not true.
And if it is a false lie.
The afternoon, and declines,
outside, the shy sun goes out,
Then a heavy rain ...

And You ... in the mirror ...
Your beauty, which dwells ...
The hours go by,
and You remain as frozen ..
If you hurt, your vain conduct,
its high arrogance, their prejudices.
It is a clear sign, my girl,
From your undeniable "Infatuation".
This ... and you can not deny or hide ...

But ... the cool indifference,
You have invited your forgetfulness.
Silence, conquered the whole room,
shadows are circulating on your face
 The night is coming ... and that vile crossroads
transformed you in hard stone.
Like him, there be so few? in England ...
you can not, free your mind.
A moonbeam fell on your forehead,
decorating , your beauty ...

At the moment ... a "ghost", broke through the door,
Is Mr Darcy? ... Or am I hallucinating.
And you always with your eyes, staring at the mirror,
without even, you turn around.
You left a letter on the table,
To express their mistakes, their apologies.
The poor "Jane" ... "Mr Bingley" ... "Mr Wickham" ...
They orbit the void in your confusion ...

It is night in the house of "Mr. Collins and Charlotte "...
It's been several hours ...
Grow from now,
the intense light of your insight.
do not care for him, his power, his money ...
But if you're invulnerable ... do not you think?.
Fouls many things you ignore it,
And it's time you read this letter ... Girl ...
There's something you must ...
Is to discover the gold shy, who also holds ...
And that's hiding inside your soul ... ...
                           Daniel H Guasti / pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar

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