from what i have tasted of desire
twas a divine insanity
the sky is torn across
thy voice is on the rolling air
tis moonlight, summer moonlight
who feels compassion for our inner fires.’
sung asleep with lullabies
groping, guessing, yet progressing
all the sweet pulsing aches
i remember the history well: and enjoy fully the delights of love –
become so still you hear the blood flowing through your veins -
my wildest force, will you return?
you flicker, i cannot touch you
dont feel sorry for me
i will take the sun in my mouth
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
from what i have tasted of desire
twas a divine insanity
the sky is torn across
thy voice is on the rolling air
tis moonlight, summer moonlight
who feels compassion for our inner fires.’
sung asleep with lullabies
groping, guessing, yet progressing
all the sweet pulsing aches
i remember the history well: and enjoy fully the delights of love –
become so still you hear the blood flowing through your veins -
my wildest force, will you return?
you flicker, i cannot touch you
dont feel sorry for me
i will take the sun in my mouth
you flicker, i cannot touch you - sylvia plath
dont feel sorry for me - charles bukowski
i will take the sun in my mouth - e.e.cummings
from what i have tasted of desire robert frost
twas a divine insanity emily dickinson
all the sweet pulsing aches ernest hemingway
groping, guessing, yet progressing cs lewis
the sky is torn across dylan thomas
thy voice is on the rolling air alfred lordy tennyson
tis moonlight, summer moonlight emily bronte
who feels compassion for our inner fires.’ dante aligheri
sung asleep with lullabies robert herrick
my wildest force, will you return? thomas wolfe
become so still you hear the blood flowing through your veins - mirabai
i remember the history well: ben okri
and enjoy fully the delights of love - czelaw-milosz
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