By B.K. |
Date: 2014 Feb 11
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There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone dont work. |
― Anaïs Nin,
Henry And June
Her hair was long
Her foot was light
And her eyes were wild
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks
I would ride with you upon the wind and
dance upon the mountain like a flame
W. B. Yeats
What lies ahead I have no way of known but under my feet baby, grass is growin
I remember you with my soul clenched
In that sadness of mine that you know
I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched
Edgar Allen Poe
They went in and out of each others minds without any effort.
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty. how to make poems
You dance inside my chest where no one sees you.
but sometimes I do.
and that sight becomes this art.
She wasnt doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
J. D. Salinger
Happy Valentine's Day 2014