i feel your arms around me and i embrace youyour head pressed against my chestflecks of your makeup brush onto my shirti could care less if my shirt bears the stainsyou feel unwell but i feel at peace holding you for the first timei want you to feel better and the same i don't want you to leaveas you press against my torso with your arms around my backi gently hold you feeling the curvature of your lower backyour hair brushing over my arm the smell of you so particulari've never experienced this before i've never experienced you beforeeven as the moment ends and you recover enough to stand aloneit never ends for me still playing now as i remember you on that night
It doesn't have to be herBut it is.I didn't have to learn herBut I did.I didn't have to meet herBut I did.I didn't have to see herBut I did.I don't have to love herBut I do.
The scorching heat.The chafing winds.The grinding sands.The rushing of a river.A single drop, the water of worlds.A gentle mist of wind.A softness of skin.A burning of strain.Pool the blood, the source of life.Carving of flesh.Breaking of bone.Living of death.To suffer and to solace, both to live and to die.
The space of the world is immense, before me and around me;If I turn quickly, I am terrified, feeling space surround me;Like a man in a boat on very clear, deep water, space frightens and confounds me.I see myself isolated in the universe, and wonderWhat effect I can have. My hands wave underThe heavens like specks of dust that are floating asunder.I hold myself up, and feel a big wind blowingMe like a gadfly into the dusk, without my knowingWhither or why or even how I am going.So much there is outside me, so infinitelySmall am I, what matter if minutelyI beat my way, to be lost immediately?
Long vast shapes... cooled and flushed through with darkness....Lidless windowsGlazed with a flashy lusterFrom some little pert cafe chirping up like a sparrow.And down among iron gutsPiled silverThrowing gray spatter of light... pale without heat...Like the pallor of dead bodies.
A Wife -- at daybreak I shall be --Sunrise -- Hast thou a Flag for me?At Midnight, I am but a Maid,How short it takes to make a Bride --Then -- Midnight, I have passed from theeUnto the East, and Victory --Midnight -- Good Night! I hear them call,The Angels bustle in the Hall --Softly my Future climbs the Stair,I fumble at my Childhood's prayerSo soon to be a Child no more --Eternity, I'm coming -- Sire,Savior -- I've seen the face -- before!