They were selling love outside the market near the corner shop, It was illegal. I watched them day by day try to get away from the law-makers. They looked like murderers. No one came by to buy it or offer them their kindness, Love is too expensive to be bought in these ways, Everyone grew… Read More Illegalities
Out of your whole life give but a moment! All of your life that has gone before, All to come after it,—so you ignore, So you make perfect the present,—condense, In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment, Thought and feeling and soul and sense— Merged in a moment which gives me at last You… Read More Now
Moments, the tiny little fragments when my heart leaps as you walk into the room, So afraid of what my heart can do that I stop and think of my motives, The motives to want a chance to have you love me, I desire the feeling of pure indulgence in your smoke filled lungs that… Read More I had thought Love ..
Crisply the bright snow whispered, Crunching beneath our feet; Behind us as we walked along the parkway, Our shadows danced, Fantastic shapes in vivid blue. Across the lake the skaters Flew to and fro, With sharp turns weaving A frail invisible net. In ecstasy the earth Drank the silver sunlight; In ecstasy the skaters Drank… Read More A Winter Bluejay – Sara Teasdale
… I liked us best dishonest, sleep-deprived, when our words slurred enough to make sense. I’m afraid we’re merely ephemeral, like the red glow of our cigarettes across the church lights in the distance, sending smoke signals to God as if already we sought some sort of salvation. … Case in point: In this world… Read More Post Romantic