Frida on belonging

Porque te llamo Mi Diego?

Nunca fue, ni sera mio. Es de el mismo...

corriendo a todo dar...

Why do I call you my Diego?

He never was, nor ever will be mine.

He belongs to himself...

running around at full speed.

 

 

 

Frida,

 

You did always love wild things, didn't you? Monkeys, parrots, and lovers who couldn't be tied down even by love. Would you want to if you could? I think not.

 

              Sincerely,

                     A lover of wild things.