Tag: Desire
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Love letter # 568
What I like most about you is your electricity. Your energy, your vivacity, the way you shine at night. Though this can be alienating, and hard to keep up with, it is never dull. You have a splendid movement, a form of aliveness that draws me in. Even when I turn my eyes from you,…
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Love letter # 782
Of course there are things I do not know about you, and vice versa. Indeed, there may well be things we do not realise about ourselves. So many unknowns…and yet…the attraction of bodies in space. I have the feeling we will come together in spite of our combined caution; not by the mechanics of fate,…
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Love letter # 453
I realise that many eyes are watching you, consuming you, and that in scattered dreams you are daily evoked. I too conjure you in the hush of thought. Sit with you in the vacuum of longing. Imagine words unheard, touch as yet unknown. Are you merely the sylph of configuration? The siren of incompleteness? I…
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Love letter # 9
Someone lit a match, brought a flame to life. Was it you? Tell me how to interpret this, for I have lost my reason. It vanished in your proximity. Those eyes, that mouth. The curve of you. God, I can still smell you – I stole these atoms from your breath and scurried off. And…
