January 2010
12 posts
Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out...
– Francois de la Rouchefoucauld (via allthelatestmoves) (via cvxn) (via towerofsleep) (via libraryland) (via astragalus)
variation on the word sleep;
undreaming:
i would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
i would like to watch you,
sleeping. i would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head
and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear
i...
this is my unsent letter to you:
undreaming:
hurry dream, wherever you sleep tonight -
your shadow is scattered all over my sheets
my hands are chanting you.
And I quote… Unless it is mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it’s a waste of...
– Unknown, quote reblog from “gatekeeper” (via dans-la-foule)
in dreams (you're mine, all of the time);
undreaming:
in the dream, i pull him from a height, pull him with me into a carnival top fall; we’re forward here, and secret, and alarmed. i sit in his lap in the dirt, in the dark, leaning forward. something about his mouth & mine. the turn of his head.
his hair is long in the dream, long again, in the dream.
when he nestles into the side of my neck, this long ghostly sigh like a small...