Till Minne av Eric, 1986-2006 _ Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The firefly wakens: waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake: So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me. _ Vi saknar dig.

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linasjostedt Sun 10 Feb 2008 21:32

denna e oxå fin...: "Må änglarna vaka över dej och vagga dej till sömns!"

kaffefilter Sun 10 Feb 2008 21:33

Ja den är fin och passande :)

linasjostedt Sat 9 Feb 2008 23:37

vad fiiint emma...... hoppas han vilar i frid!!:)

kaffefilter Sat 9 Feb 2008 23:38

Jag tycker den dikten är fin också :) Minns inte vem som skrivit den dock!

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