December 2009
11 posts
Girl in Love
That’s my window. This minute So gently did I alight From sleep—was still floating in it. Where has my life its limit And where begins the night? I could fancy all things around me Were nothing but I as yet; Like a crystal’s depth, profoundly Mute, translucent, unlit. I have space to spare inside me For the stars, too: so full of room Feels my heart; so lightly Would it let go of...
Hjartað Hamast
Hjartað Hamast Eins Og Alltaf En Nú Úr Takt Við Tímann Týndur Og Gleymdur Heima Hjá Mér Alveg Að Springa Í Gegnum Nefið Sný Upp Á Sveitta Sængina Stari Á Ryðið Sem Vex Á Mér Étur Sig Inní Skelina Stend Upp Mig Svimar Það Molnar Af Mér Ég Fer Um Á Fótum Geng Fram Hjá Mér Klæði Mig Nakinn Og Fer Svo Úr Vakinn En Sofinn Sef Ekki Dúr Hjartað Stoppar Hreyfist Ekki Kem Gangráð Fyrir (Sem Ég Kingi Og...
Unappreciated.
iwillbreakforyou:
Ive decided not go give him his present. It would most likely be pitied, hidden in a drawer and shameful. Unappreciated. I spent time on it, and it would be meaningless. It sucks.
No. As you have inspired me, this is the chance to pass it on to someone who WILL cherish it.
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Every second.
See how in their veins all becomes spirit; into each other they mature and grow. Like axles, their forms tremblingly orbit, round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow. Thirsters, and they receive drink, watchers, and see: they receive sight. Let them into one another sink so as to endure each other outright.
-Rilke
