IN the dusky path of a dream I went to seek the love who was mine in a former life.
Her house stood at the end of a desolate street.
In the evening breeze her pet peacock sat drowsing on its perch, and the pigeons were silent in their corner.
She set her lamp down by the portal and stood before me.
She raised her large eyes to my face and mutely asked, ‘Are you well, my friend?’
I tried to answer, but our language had been lost and forgotten.
I thought and thought; our names would not come to my mind.
Tears shone in her eyes. She held up her right hand to me. I took it and stood silent.
Our lamp had flickered in the evening breeze and died. ~Tagore
7:46 am • 19 October 2011
Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand.
In the gloom of the deepening night take up my heart and play with it as you list. Bind me close to you with nothing.
I will spread myself out at your feet and lie still. Under this clouded sky I will meet silence with silence. I will become one with the night clasping the earth in my breast.
Make my life glad with nothing.
The rains sweep the sky from end to end. Jasmines in the wet untamable wind revel in their own perfume. The cloud-hidden stars thrill in secret. Let me fill to the full my heart with nothing but my own depth of joy. ~Rabindranath Tagore
7:45 am • 19 October 2011
Ten … kiss me on the lips
Nine … run your fingers through my hair
Eight … touch me … slowly
Hold it! Let’s go straight … to number one
Seven … lips
Six … slooowly
Five … fingers
Four … play
… to number one
Let’s go straight … to number one
Touch & Go, Straight to Number One
4:59 am • 19 October 2011 • 2,411 notes
Don’t even dream of forgetting who this belongs to babyboy.
4:45 am • 18 October 2011
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4:41 am • 18 October 2011