Draw me in your footsteps, let us run.
what had been something
else carefully slowly fatally turning into ourselves…
while in the very middle of fire all
the world becoming bright and little melted.
e e cummings, from is 5 (1926)
—a little moon thinner than
memory
faint
-er
than all the whys
which lurk
between your naked shoulderblades.
e e cummings, from is 5 (1926)
“The Love Charm”
Take this, the nexus
of unreality,
my head, I detach
it for you. Take it
in your hands, metal
to eat out
the heart, if held
to the heart. Hold it
to your heart
and wait, only wait
the while
its fissions curdle.
William Carlos Williams, from The Pink Church (1949)
I touch you with the help
of the void.
The moon, like a dead heart, cold and unstartable, hangs by a thread
At the earth’s edge,
Unfaithful at last
From Charles Wright’s “Stone Canyon Nocturne” (1977)
The tragedy of love is indifference.
(via hateshiploveship)
Source: growing-orbits
“I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
Forever and forever and forever.”
-Li Po, “The River-Merchant’s Wife” (Translated by Ezra Pound so freely that some consider it to be written by Pound himself.)
Source: ahuntersheart
I will enter you as hope enters me,
through blinding liquid, light of rain, and I
will stay inside until you send me out
—Camille T. Dungy, from “Ark”
Source: proustitute
Between skin and skin, there is only light.
Source: mythologyofblue
