"To him she seemed so seductive,
so different from ordinary people,
that he could not understand
why no one was as disturbed as he
by the clicking of her heels
on the paving stones,
why no one else's heart was wild
with the breeze stirred
by the sighs of her veils,
why everyone did not go mad
with the movements of her braid,
the flight of her hands,
the gold of her laughter.
He had not missed a single one of her gestures,
not one of the indications of her character, but
he did not dare approach her
for fear of destroying the spell"
~Gabriel Garcia Marquez
1 comment:
don't know where you got it...but i love it!
wait...were you digging around in tommy's wallet again? this is about me, isn't it?
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