“The darkness was only misguided light after all.”
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“Desire, I think, is a portal where we look at the thing we want, but we also look at the other things that are gathered around that. And I don’t think I know of any better vehicle for holding all that together than poetry. In the lines of poetry, there’s so much said and so much implied, so much lurking in the silence of a poem and so much present in the text of it.”
— Pádraig Ó Tuama, from the Poetry Unbound Podcast, “Yu Xiuhua | Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You”
A pesar de que te abandoné por distracciones, seguiste a mi lado, aguardando por mí... ¿De qué está hecho tu corazón que ama desinteresado y libre? Mientras el mío se acongoja cuando, simplemente, cree que hace el amor.
Even though I abandoned you for distractions, you remained by my side, waiting for me.... What is your heart made of that loves selflessly and freely? While mine grieves when it simply thinks it is making love.
Is your soul okay?
Like the sunflowers shining up to the sun,
Or a bushfull of roses in bloom.
Like the dandelions dispersed and all done,
Or an open lotus under the moon...
One day I shall also grow and bloom.
fucks me up that by total coincidence the sun and moon's size difference is exactly matched to their difference in distance from us, thus making our beautiful total solar eclipses where you can see the silver threads of the sun's corona possible because the moon just covers the sun completely
The stars (literally) aligned just right for this experience to be possible. It's likely that aliens don't have this
hello all my beautiful tortured angels how are we today
Come here. Bring all of you. Your doubts, your worries, your insecurities, your highest goals, your brightest dreams, your darkest fears. Come lay your body on mine. Put your face in my neck and wrap your legs around mine. Entangle me in your love and affection. Sleep on me. Let me familiarize myself with the sound of your heart beating. Let my breaths match up with the beats of your heart. Hold me all night long. Wake up me in the middle of the night with kisses because you couldn’t sleep. Let me fall asleep to the sounds of you sleeping. Jump on me in the morning to wake up me laughing because you couldn’t wait to talk to me any longer. Lay in my arms and talk to me until all hours of the night about the universe, everything and nothing. Just come here.
Feel free to stop here and rest before journeying to the posts below.