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Strength is light ☀
You left your absence, and I still don’t see you and I don’t know where you are. In vain would I go in search of you there where my thought so often went to surprise your dream, your laughter, your game. They’re no longer there, since you took them away; you took them with you to bring them to me, it’s true, but you are still walking between here and there. You are holding my heart suspended entirely above the great void, unable to kiss your body which unequivocably is going to arrive; your absent form escaped too and is still not back from the accustomed absence in which we used to meet, dreaming. Your only life is a wanting to arrive. You live in your transit, in coming towards me, not over the sea, or on land, or in air, which you cross anxiously with your body as if you were traveling. And I, lost and blind, don’t know how to reach you, where you might be,
Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”
“…I think I could love you like you probably should be loved but my love is a fish in the wrong kind of water.”
— Camille Rankine, from Incorrect Merciful Impulses; “On the Motion of Animals”
Han Yong-Un, tr. by Sammy E. Solberg, from The Silence of Love: Twentieth-century Korean Poetry; “Become one in me”
[Text ID: "Love, if you want to take my heart, please take me, and then, in / the doing, make me become one in you. / But if you'd rather not, don't give me pain only, give me your / whole heart. / And then, give me your heart and your self, and, in the doing, / make yourself one in me. / If not, give me back my heart and give me pain. / I will then love the pain you give me with my heart."]
is hand touching my love language or am i just touch starved: an autobiography
The sad part is the only one I really miss is Alan.
HAND ON MY HEART. HAND ON MY STUPID HEART
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I could have sworn it was supposed to be Luis.
Sorry about being mentally ill, the sex will be bomb though.
Sex be hitting so different when you both moaning and talking to each other 🥵