#epipsychidion

[petaltexturedskies]

To sleep in one another's arms, and dream of waves, flowers, clouds, woods,

Percy Bysshe Shelley, from "Epipsychidion" in The Collected Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley

[eyeoftheheart]

As mountain-springs under the morning sun We shall become the same We shall be some spirit within two frames Oh, wherefore two? One passion in twin hearts which grows and grew Till like two meteors of expanding flame Those spheres instinct with it become the same Touch, mingle Are transfigured ever still Burning, yet inconsumable

from Epipsychidion

BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

[blackhyena]

Percy Bysshe Shelley, ‘Epipsychidion: Verses addressed to the Noble and Unfortunate Lady Emilia V—‘.

[ilmomentoingiusto]

True Love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away.

Percy B. Shelley, Epipsychidion - on-line literature

[weepforadonais]

And from her lips, as from a hyacinth full of honey-dew, a liquid murmur drops,

Percy Bysshe Shelley, from Epipsychidion.

[creatediana]

“His Little Pony” - a double dactyl written 6/20/2020

[jareckiworld]

Henry Valensi  -  Symphonie en Bleu   (mixed media on paper, 1935)

Earth and Ocean seem To sleep in one another's arms, and dream Of waves, flowers, clouds, woods, rocks, and all that we Read in their smiles, and call reality.   [Percy Bysshe Shelley - “Epipsychidion”]

[heartballsswagger]

I never was attached to that great sect, Whose doctrine is, that each one should select Out of the crowd a mistress or a friend, And all the rest, though fair and wise, commend To cold oblivion… True love has this, different from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away.

Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Epipsychidion, 1821