where shall we begin…
There is so much of everything
that my naked wants to do with your naked…
though a million miles away…
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the sun touches our very skin.
excited just from her perfume…
shaken…
You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for
the fire and I
ㅤㅤattendant upon you, shaken by your beauty
Shaken by your beautyㅤㅤ.
ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Shaken.
– William Carlos Williams –
to make them blush…
The words that make the rose bloom were also said to me.
The words told to the cypress to make it grow strong and straight,
The instructions whispered to the jasmine,
And whatever was said to the sugarcane to make it sweet,
And to the pomegranate flowers to make them blush,
The same thing is being said to me.
– Anne Lamott –
things that go together…
we don’t cross the line…
. . . the line crosses us.
almost as if…
Camouflage is a game we all like to play, but our secrets are as surely revealed by what we want to seem to be as by what we want to conceal.
– Russell Lynes –
cradle and all…
And he loves her. He loves her like he can never grab enough of her between his fingers. And no matter how close he gets,
even when they make love, it never feels close enough.
— Iain S. Thomas —
