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10 July 2017 @ 01:13 am

since feeling is first

who pays any attention

to the syntax of things

will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool

while Spring is in the world

my blood approves

and kisses are a better fate

than wisdom

lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry

—the best gesture of my brain is less than

your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other: then

laugh, leaning back in my arms

for life’s not a paragraph

and death i think is no parenthesis

- e e cummings

 
 
03 July 2017 @ 10:30 pm
Dónde sea que vaya, me traes a casa.
 
 
28 June 2017 @ 12:44 am

I am tired

But I cannot sleep

I tried to grasp

But it's slipping away

 
 
21 June 2017 @ 12:01 am
an old collage kept for years 'til then
yet nil traces of the best of us
am I supposed to feel
of any importance
you set me back with the word connection
backward, forward, tick tock, tick tock
but we should know that
love has to be continually made and renewed
 
 
30 April 2017 @ 08:53 pm

And is being free the same as being wilful?

sometimes I just feel like taking a break, from this entire world.

'To love at all is to be vulnerable.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken.

If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal.

Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements.

Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.

But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

To love is to be vulnerable.'

- C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves