wears heart on sleeve
rock the cowgirl blues, rock too fast for love ♥
Aug 20
“ listen
beloved
i dreamed
it appeared that you thought to
escape me and became a great
lily atilt on
insolent
waters but i was aware of
fragrance and i came riding upon
a horse of porphyry into the
waters i rode down the red
horse shrieking from splintering
foam caught you clutched you upon my
mouth
listen
beloved
i dreamed in my dream you had
desire to thwart me and became
a little bird and hid
in a tree of tall marble
from a great way i distinguished
singing and i came
riding upon a scarlet sunset
trampling the night easily
from the shocked impossible
tower i caught
you strained you
broke you upon my blood
listen
beloved i dreamed
i thought you would have deceived
me and became a star in the kingdom
of heaven
through day and space i saw you close
your eyes and i came riding
upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony
i reined them in tottering before
the throne and as
they shied at the automaton moon from
the transplendant hand of sombre god
i picked you
as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls
beloved
i dreamed
it appeared that you thought to
escape me and became a great
lily atilt on
insolent
waters but i was aware of
fragrance and i came riding upon
a horse of porphyry into the
waters i rode down the red
horse shrieking from splintering
foam caught you clutched you upon my
mouth
listen
beloved
i dreamed in my dream you had
desire to thwart me and became
a little bird and hid
in a tree of tall marble
from a great way i distinguished
singing and i came
riding upon a scarlet sunset
trampling the night easily
from the shocked impossible
tower i caught
you strained you
broke you upon my blood
listen
beloved i dreamed
i thought you would have deceived
me and became a star in the kingdom
of heaven
through day and space i saw you close
your eyes and i came riding
upon a thousand crimson years arched with agony
i reined them in tottering before
the throne and as
they shied at the automaton moon from
the transplendant hand of sombre god
i picked you
as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls
— (via eecummings)
Aug 19
“ There’s not enough soil in the earth for how deep I want to be buried.
There’s not enough water in the oceans for how slowly I want to sink.
There’s not enough fire in the sun for how brightly I want to burn.
There aren’t enough words in my head to say all the things I can’t.
There’s not enough blood in my body for all I need to bleed.
There’s aren’t enough couches in the world for how long I want to sleep.
There’s not enough life in me, for all I want to live.
All I’ve had enough of, is you.
There’s not enough water in the oceans for how slowly I want to sink.
There’s not enough fire in the sun for how brightly I want to burn.
There aren’t enough words in my head to say all the things I can’t.
There’s not enough blood in my body for all I need to bleed.
There’s aren’t enough couches in the world for how long I want to sleep.
There’s not enough life in me, for all I want to live.
All I’ve had enough of, is you.
— via: I wrote this for you (via kari-shma)
letterboxlove: nevermine: fuckyeahdresses: isabellabee: justbesplendid: you’re the reason
Aug 18
(Psychoanalyst) Jacques-Alain Miller: On Love
H. W. : “Love is always reciprocal” said Lacan. Is this still true in the current context? What does that mean?
Jacques-Alain Miller : This sentence gets repeated over and over without being understood, or it gets understood the wrong way round. It doesn’t mean that it’s enough to love someone for him to love you back. That would be absurd. It means: ‘If I love you, it’s because you’re loveable. I’m the one that loves, but you’re also mixed up in this, because there’s something in you that makes me love you. It’s reciprocal because there’s a to and fro: the love I have for you is the return effect of the cause of love that you are for me. So, you’re implicated. My love for you isn’t just my affair, it’s yours too. My love says something about you that maybe you yourself don’t know.’
This doesn’t guarantee in the least that the love of one will be responded to by the love of the other: when that happens it’s always of the order of a miracle, it’s not calculable in advance.
Aug 17
