love

love

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….

Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

On I’ll pass,dragging my huge love behind me.On whatfeverish night, deliria-ridden,by what Goliaths was I begot – I, so bigand by no one needed?

On I’ll pass,dragging my huge love behind me.On whatfeverish night, deliria-ridden,by what Goliaths was I begot – I, so bigand by no one needed?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love.

I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping.

I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love's mysteries in souls do grow,But yet the body is his book.

Love's mysteries in souls do grow,But yet the body is his book.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

So the nymphs they spoke,we kissed and laid.By noontime’s hourour love was made.Like braided chains of crocus stems,we lay entwined, I laid with them.Our breath, one glassy, tideless sea,our bodies draping wearily,we slept, I slept so lucidly,with hopes to stay this memory.

So the nymphs they spoke,we kissed and laid.By noontime’s hourour love was made.Like braided chains of crocus stems,we lay entwined, I laid with them.Our breath, one glassy, tideless sea,our bodies draping wearily,we slept, I slept so lucidly,with hopes to stay this memory.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.

This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

one day, when tenderness has become the single rule of the morning,/ I will wake in your arms. perhaps your skin will be overly gorgeous./ and the light will include the impossible understanding of love.

one day, when tenderness has become the single rule of the morning,/ I will wake in your arms. perhaps your skin will be overly gorgeous./ and the light will include the impossible understanding of love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

ولأنني رغم القبور..ورغم موت الأرضأرفض أن أموت

ولأنني رغم القبور..ورغم موت الأرضأرفض أن أموت

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i'm eating' -Catherine Spann

Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i'm eating' -Catherine Spann

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

ConnubialBecause with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I've mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.

ConnubialBecause with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I've mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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