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[01 Feb 2015|03:38pm] |
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
e.e. cummings
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[22 Jun 2008|03:32pm] |
I had an idea for an update but Microsoft Word doesn't have autosave on this computer, so in the meantime, help me finish this sentence:
'The thing I miss most about _______________ is _______________.'
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[06 May 2008|12:21pm] |
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I could make a dress, a robe fit for a prince. I could clothe a continent, but I can't sew a stitch. I can paint my face, and stand very very still. It's not very practical, but it still pays the bills. I can't change my name, but I could be your type. I can dance and win at games like Backgammon and Life. I used to be the smart one, sharp as a tack. Funny 'bout how skipping years ahead has held me back. I used to be the bright one, top in my class. Funny what they give you when you just learn how to ask. I can't fix a car, but I can fix a flat. I could fix a lot of things, but I'd rather not get into that. I used to be the tight one, the perfect fit. Funny how those compliments can make you feel so full of it. I can shuffle cut and deal, but I can't draw a hand. I can't draw a lot of things, I hope you understand. I'm not exceptionally shy, but I've never had a man that I could look straight in the eye and tell my secret plans. I can take a vow, and I can wear a ring, and I can make you promises, but they won't mean a thing. Can't you just do it for me? I'll pay you well. Can't you just fix it for me? It's gone berserk...oh, fuck! I'll give you anything if you can make the damn thing work. I love you will you tell me your name? Hello, I'm good for nothing - will you love me just the same?
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