February 2012
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Old poetry - My blood hammers out your name
A maelstrom of green On blue On gold Stars in your eyes Oceanic, My blood hammers out Your name.
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Reblog if you're a sex god from the high heavens.
…Oh. Wait.
Shhhhhhh…nobody else is supposed to know (:
The question of love is one that cannot be evaded. Whether or not you claim to...
– Thomas Merton
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Old poetry - Having no words
Many have been the nights when we have sat together needing no words
Tonight I have come to you through the rain through the storm
Having no words
Expecting none in return
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Doing as others told me,
I was blind.
Coming when others called me,
I was...
– Rumi
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Tell my brother, please, not to look for me. I ain’t the man that I used...
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Old poetry - Through liminal doorways on into...
These doorways through which we pass will not leave us unchanged They arise from mist, from the hardlight of blazing days And from the the dripping remainders of frozen nights
And always we must pass there is no going around Only through through liminal doorways on into forever
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And the hour is getting late.
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Open to me.
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A gentleman is simply a patient wolf.
– Lana Turner (via floralnymph)
Not simply. I…I mean they…can be polite and charming as well (:
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Today, I am a free man (:
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They employ rhetoric where they sense a hurricane
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Almafitano looked at them and then at his margarita and said, as if he had...
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All of this time…we never saw the sun. And now I’m back here again.
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It is by the straight line and the circle that the first and most simple example...
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Old poetry - Remember
Neighbors…
When I am gone Remember me
Remember me not For my own need To be remembered
Remember me for our quiet Conversation on Swingsets, lawns, and in lakes
Remember me For the brush of my shirt against you As we moved
Remember letting go And holding fast
Remember missing My sleight of hand, Sleight of soul
Remember the masks Worn and torn off Over the years
Remember at last...
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Good Morning :) ♥
Good afterfour (:
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Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained