It’s Not a Place
ADAM: Wheresoever she was, THERE was Eden. Mark Twain, Eve’s Diary ***** It’s not a place, but in you, my love,where I pray to live and die.I was gi...
ADAM: Wheresoever she was, THERE was Eden. Mark Twain, Eve’s Diary ***** It’s not a place, but in you, my love,where I pray to live and die.I was gi...
If I could reachinto the pastand pluck a petalfrom that ghostly flowerI’d pull you backand tell you that I loved you. In your dying hoursI saw that you triedto ...
But because truly, being here is so much;because everything hereapparently needs us, this fleeting world,which in some strange waykeeps calling to us. Us, the m...
And now you knowThat I have thought, “Will you still love me?”Once you have seenmy all-too-human frailtyand how I often feelthat this bag of bones a...
Starving for your ripeness,the winepress of your lips,the blood of your river,the root of your tree,the lost highways you traveled by,the miles of imagined mile...
Dear and far,far have you flown,flown to the East,East and to the sea … Stretched so thin are you and I,phantoms disarranged on either sideof this veil of miles...
How deep our hearts have grown,like roots into the Earth,like boughs into the sky;Love never have I knownbut for your arms in mineentwined,our two sunsburning o...
My eyes, waters warm of moonlight,swept your face over, worn a sweetness smooth,while you softly sleptthrough the hallowed night,and I both laughed and wept. La...
I hear you.Do you hear me?My lament and my devotion?You are breathless and nocturnalin a room next to mine.Before the valley door towers the guard of Janus.He d...
I will cry for these memories–and the flickering light that cast our dance in shadows.How will you know me then?By my eyes?How will I know you then?By you...