a poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being
I'd rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear. . .
there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing —a time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness
We can never be born enough.
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ]
i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i will again and again and again kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs, and possibly i like the thrill of under me you so quite new.
Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.
Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.
(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)
Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
Tomorrow is our permanent address.
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
may i be i is the only prayer--not may i be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong today... may i be me....five foot eleven, brown hair/eyed, smart, serious, happy, frustrated, impatient, joyful, running, sleeping, smiling, eating, trying, believing, listening, being & becoming.
One's not half two. It's two are halves of one.
yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
Laughing is just another way of showing people your wise
Only by you my heart always moves.
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