Daily Archives: septembrie 15, 2010

REFLECTIONS OF A SKYLINE…♥

And I wanna play hide-and-seek…and give you my clothes… tell you I love your shoes…and sit on the steps while you take a bath…and massage your neckand kiss your face…and hold your hand…and go for a walk…not mind when you eat my food… and meet you at Rudy’s… and talk about your day…talk about YOUR day…and laugh at your…your paranoia! And give you tapes you don’t listen to… watch great films…watch terrible films… and tell you about the tv programme I saw the night before and not laugh at your jokes… want you in the morning… but let you sleep in for a while… tell you how much I love… your eyes… your lips… your neck… your tits… your arse… and sit on the steps smoking ‘till your neighbours come home… and sit on the steps smoking ‘till you come home… and worry when you’re… late. And be amazed when you’re early… and give you sunflowers…and go to your party and dance… be sorry when I’m wrong… and happy when you forgive me… look at your photos… wish I’d known you forever… hear your voice… in my ear… feel your skin… on my skin… and get scared when you’re angry… and tell you you’re gorgeous… and hug you when you’re anxious…and hold you when you’re hurt… and want you when I smell you… and offend you when I touch you… and whimper when I’m next to you… and whimper when I’m not… dribble on your breast…smother you in the night and get cold when you take the blanket…and hot when you don’t…and melt when you smile…and dissolve when you laugh… but not understand how you think I’m rejecting you… when I’m not rejecting you and wonder… how you could think I’d ever reject you…and wonder who you are… but accept you anyway… and tell you about the tree angel… the enchanted forest boy… who flew across the ocean… because he loved you… and buy you presents you don’t want… and take them away again… and ask you to marry me…and you’ll say no again… but keep on asking because though… you think I don’t mean it… but I always have from the first time I asked you… I wonder the city, thinking… but it’s empty without you… but I want what you want, and think I’m loosing myself… but… I’ll tell you the worst of me. And try… to give you the best of me… because… you don’t deserve any less… answer your questions when I rather not… and tell you the truth… when I really don’t want to… and try to be honest… because I know you prefer it… and think it’s all over but… hang on for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life… forget who I am… and let me try to get closer to you… and somehow…somehow… somehow communicate some of the overwhelming… undying… overpowering… unconditional… all encompassing… heart enriching… mind expanding… ongoing… neverending… LOVE… I have for you

Crave-by Sarah Kane

Barbatul si femeia – de Victor Hugo

Barbatul este cea mai elevata dintre creaturi. Femeia este cel mai sublim ideal.

Dumnezeu a facut pentru barbat un tron, pentru femeie un altar.

Barbatul este creierul, femeia este inima.

Barbatul este puternic prin ratiune, femeia este invincibila prin lacrimi.

Barbatul este capabil de eroism, femeia – de orice sacrificiu.

Barbatul are suprematia, femeia are intuitia.

Barbatul este un geniu, femeia este un inger.

Aspiratia barbatului este catre gloria suprema, aspiratia femei este indreptata catre virtutea desavarsita.

Barbatul este un cod, femeia este evanghelia.

Barbatul gandeste, femeia intuieste.

Barbatul este un ocean, femeia este un lac.

Barbatul este un vultur care zboara, femeia – o privighetoare ce canta.

Barbatul este un templu, femeia este sanctuarul. In fata templului ne descoperim, in fata sanctuarului ingenunchem.

Barbatul este plasat acolo unde se sfarseste pamantul, femeia acolo unde incepe cerul.