The place from where you came my mind can’t see. And even life’s great mysteries have sense But sense is lost to think that you found me. My name has ne’er been breathed in sweet suspense As softly from the place where your lips part. The sun is brighter now than ere before. The bluest sky compares not to my heart So vibrant and so free. At last, these doors That keep my heart closed off to hurt and pain Have shook as if some supernatural force Knows better still the happiness to gain From being loved and feeling no remorse. If there’s a place for you and me, my dear, Let us reside therein and never fear.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
i adore that hand on my leg during a twelve hour drive that belongs to the sleeping man in the passenger seat next to me just to remind that he's still there.