Fem l'amor?. Surant, surant...

Surant, surant...m'he deixat anar per altres mars..., mars plens a vessar de dissenys... de dibuixos i colors..., d'imaginar futures olors i textures diferents..., sorolls i remors de gent..., de rialles..., de frescor de nit..., i tot això m'ha fet surar tant i tant, que m'ha costat nedar per tornar a surar prop de la riba d'aquesta platjola.

 

 

I és que surar cap a on es vol, no és tant fàcil com sembla...! Però si per una part pot arribar a ser contraproduent deixar-se anar tot surant pels corrents que passen ben a la vora, per l'altra, pot arribar a ser tant enriquidor i gratificant abandonar-se a l'aventura...

 

I és que tot no es por tenir...!

Què? Fem l'amor? O si més no ho imaginem?.

(Trini González Francisco)

 

Parella surant a la Gola del Ter (Platja de la Fonollera) CAT.

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Do we make love? Floating, floating...

 

Floating, floating...I've let myself go through other seas..., seas overflowing with designs... of drawings and colors..., of imagining future smells and different textures..., noises and rumblings of people..., of laughter..., of coolness at night..., and all this made me float so much, that it took me swimming to float again near the shore of this beach .

 

 

And to float where you want, is not as easy as it seems...! But if on the one hand it can become counterproductive to let yourself go while floating along the currents that pass right by the shore, on the other hand, it can become so enriching and gratifying to abandon yourself to the adventure...

 

And you can't have everything...!

what do we make love Or if we can't even imagine it?

(Trini González Francisco)

 

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