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Best of Metaphors

2-Bellarmine A mug is like a head with one ear. –Rohaina A toenail is empty canvas - Jill Soup is a sea of comfort. –Jill Snowballs are falling cotton balls.—John Ray A bomb is a round volcano.—Rianne A pocket is a portable secret chamber—Bianca Chick is a yellow puff ball.—Bianca Scissors are alligators. –Manolo Ricefield is a wide field of gold—Ralph Fence are a line of soldiers ready to keep invaders out.—Bea TV is a talking box with photos—Francis Salt is a chalk dust—Akbar A pillow is a waterless cloud.—Jomar Pants are two legs without feet—Nigel Ear is a recording device—Brian Television is like a picture frame—Frency The window with a curtain is like a square headed girl with bangs and pigtail—Frency Coffee is a hot spring of mud—Angelica Water is a transparent glass—Angelica Mountain is a tower to the heavens—Emmylou Stone is an evil’s heart—Hedrick Pillow is a trapped cloud—Manuel Teaspoon is a body with no arms and legs—Fuentes

Love Without Love by Luis Llorens Torres

I love you, because in my thousand and one nights of dreams, I never once dreamed of you. I looked down paths that traveled from afar, but it was never you I expected. Suddenly I've felt you flying through my soul in quick, lofty flight, and how beautiful you seem way up there, far from my always idiot heart! Love me that way, flying over everything. And, like the bird on its branch, land in my arms only to rest, then fly off again. Be not like the romantic ones who, in love, set me on fire, When you climb up my mansion, enter so lightly, that as you enter the dog of my heart will not bark. Translated by Julio Marzan