August 2011
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“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it...”
– E.E. Cummings (via thenocturnals)
July 2011
2 posts
sarahpoetica:
Before you tell her, you love her you must first nash it between your teeth a bit be sure it doesn’t taste like penny candy be sure it feels wilder than that fatal speedball. be sure that you would rather eat your own heart out of your chest than hand it to anyone else.
June 2011
1 post
“Love comes with a knife,
not some shy question,
and not with fears for its...”
– -Rumi, “Beyond Love Stories” (via semperaugustus)
May 2011
1 post
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Why love?
I love his smiles. They are infectious. The way his eyes crinkle and light up. They differ, depending on what sparked them. There is one. A special one. Reserved for me. It comes out once in a blue moon. I can see the love in his eyes. I’d jump through hoops to see that smile.
I love his touch. The sweet contradiction of soft and rough. Even an accidental brush sends shivers down my...
April 2011
4 posts
"An eclectic mix of writers, including Rebecca... →
twinwirehangovers:
This is all kinds of genius
I initially listened for Josie Long and Time Key but this was an all round treat. Lesson 10 is my favourite because it captures the joy and pathos of love and memories.
(Possibly UK only due to iplayer restrictions)
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News
I interrupt the sporadic posts to draw your attention to the new theme, its not the colour of love but I feel it looks good none the less. I’ve also added the Ask/Message feature if you’re so inclined to do so.
Now, on to business. In an effort to expand the wheelhouse of this blog I’m going to try and solicit more reader interaction with submissions, stories etc and generally...
“I cannot help feeling there is something essentially wrong about love. Friends...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, The Real Life of Sebastian Knight (via silklace)
March 2011
1 post
Moth Podcast: Mike Destefano struggles with how to...
February 2011
2 posts
Weekend Getaway
After my sophomore year in college, the love of my life left to visit her family in the Dominican Republic, a period I decided was far too long for me to go without seeing her. This was the time for something big: she was the girl I’d fallen for at first sight and pursued for over a year before anything happened. After nearly two years, we still hadn’t quite made it to boyfriend-girlfriend.
I...
January 2011
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December 2010
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January 2010
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December 2009
1 post
November 2009
8 posts
“Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence”
– Henry Louis Mencken
“At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.”
– Plato
“Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.”
– Eric Fromm
October 2009
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September 2009
1 post
August 2009
4 posts
Symptoms of Love, Robert Grave
poetry365:
Love is a universal migraine, A bright stain on the vision Blotting out reason.
Symptoms of true love Are leanness, jealousy, Laggard dawns;
Are omens and nightmares— Listening for a knock, Waiting for a sign:
For a touch of her fingers In a darkened room, For a searching look.
Take courage, lover! Could you endure such pain At any hand but hers?
Update
If you were ever so inclined you can now submit lovely things.
Click on the little heart and send away.
July 2009
8 posts
“What’d make me happy is to hold your hand and be near you.”
June 2009
11 posts
