Friday, September 27, 2002

Niña

Quiero contar el cuento de una niña enamorada del amor. Tenia la sonrisa mas hermosa del mundo. En su mirada existia una fuente de juventud como ninguna otra. Los muchachos se morian por tan solo escuchar su voz...por tan solo poder respirar el mismo aire de sus suspiros. Sin duda esta niña va ha ser feliz, decia la gente al pasar.

Niña, alguna vez le pregunte, ¿que quieres de la vida? Un hombre que me ame con todo su ser. Que sea inteligente y distinguido. Que me llene de regalos y flores y me cante poesia. Que sea solo para mi. Quiero llenarme de amor.

Pero niña, ¿acaso no quieres ver el mundo? Tienes mucho que vivir! No necesitas entregarte a tan temprana edad.

Ella sonrio, con esa sonrisa llena de seguridad y frescura, y simplemente dijo: Amar es vivir!

Pasaron los años y nunca mas la volvi a ver. Me entere que se entrego a un hombre inteligente y distinguido. Que la hizo feliz con regalos y flores y poemas de amor. Ella se lleno de amor pero el no pudo serle fiel y la sonrisa mas hermosa del mundo se fue apagando poco a poco.

Una tarde la niña fue a nadar en el rio. La saco muerta el doctor. Dicen que murio de frio, yo se que murio de amor.

Kira

PS Although I added a translation area over there on the right >>> feel free to drop me a line if you'd like my version. If you combine the fact that most translators aren't always very accurate to my less than perfect Spanish, things are bound to get confusing somewhere along the way.



posted @ 11:15 PM

I decided to be nice and write an email to someone who said something I thought was sweet. After a couple of short exchanges he writes this: Am I wrong to interpret just a tad of flirtatiousness from your letters? ummm. Am I so flirty that I don't even realize I'm doing it anymore? I honestly thought I was just being friendly but I guess I was being FRIENDLY.

Well, we got it straightened out. I told him I'm just a helpless flirt and he said he didn't mind so it looks like we might still become friends, haha.

This is just a long introduction to a link he sent me: make your own movie! Now, show me something funny alright? I see a character dasheekeejones could use as herself, the sexymama that she is. *wink*

Thanks Zack. That was a fun site.

~desert flower

PS Bubbles and Love is the name of the little flick I made but it's taking forever for the email to get here. Maybe Daemon intercepted it once again. I'll put the link up whenever I get it because I know you really wanna see it. *rolls her eyes* Ciao baby!



posted @ 10:39 AM

No se que decir. Dime algo tu...si?



posted @ 1:04 AM

Daemon,

I know you think you love me but that doesn't give you the right to mess with my email. Your jealousy is getting in the way or what could've been a wonderful, intense relationship. My friends tell me you say I'm not available whenever they want to talk to me and you won't even give me the messages they send me. Would you please just stop?

It breaks my heart to have to tell you this but I'm not so sure I love you anymore. You need help. I know you'll promise things will get better but I'm past trying to work things out. How can you love me if you don't respect me? A friendship is also out of the question.

I'll hold on to the good memories - the few we shared. I am thankful for all the junk mail you turned away.

Mailer-Daemon, it was fun while it lasted.

Desert Flower

PS Don't write back.



posted @ 1:02 AM

I am not Carolina, Elizabeth, or Bella.

I am not of great stature and I don't always dress well.

Only the things I've seen encircle my mind and what I've seen isn't much. Yes, I come from a small town.

I am not sad.
I don't believe in defeat.

I admire the ocean and appreciate the beauty of a single drop of water.

I'm not sure if I believe time returns to us in another dimension, but I want to.

I am not afraid of what might come: I've seen enough not to fear death more than I fear life.

I am not the savior nor the one who wants to be saved.

I am not Carolina, Elizabeth, or Bella.

All I am is the result of someone -sometime- bringing me to this world.

A breath of life.
The moment in which light is created and then dies.
The sound of a miracle passing by.

That is who I am and that is who I am not.

Personal Note... for now I'll be able to update once, maybe twice a week. I am dealing with some stuff. You don't wanna know. I'm also gonna be traveling back and forth between Mexico and here (AZ) but here's the good news: I am going to be an aunt again. 3 more times to be exact! How about that? =)



posted @ 1:50 PM