"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you."
— Elay Neal Moses (via wordsthat-speak)
- 10 years ago
- 607319
Come near, you so like me.
My love feels held in,
until you ask, Do you hurt?
As I feel love rise, I fight with it.
You say, Bravo. The general takes command.
Last night this body was a stringed instrument
playing love songs.
There is a kind of accounting
going on with you and me.
But all I want from this exchange
is your peace. I fly inside mystery.
You say, Try to keep up, my lame friend.
There is a grapevine hanging here.
Should I climb it?
When you stay away, I’m miserable.
What would I be if you wanted
to be with me all the time?
Grief and unexpected joy live in a doorway
where there is no time or distance.
Aging changes to childhood.
My face is new again.
You say, My confused and silent friend.[jalal ad-din rumi]
- 10 years ago
- 19
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- 10 years ago
- 39
