A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2) Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
a bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me.As bone hugs the ache home, soI'm vexed to love you, your bodythe shape of returns, your hair a torsoof light, your heatI must have, your openingI'd eat, each momentof that soft-finned fruit,inverted fountain in which I don't see me. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Isn’t it time that these most ancient sorrows of ours grew fruitful? Time that we tenderly loosed ourselves from the loved one, and, unsteadily, survived: the way the arrow, suddenly all vector, survives the string to be more than itself. For abiding is nowhere. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Escóndeme en tus brazospor esta noche sola,mientras la lluvia rompecontra el mar y la tierrasu boca innumerable. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
And medecine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love: these are what we stay alive for. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Everything is all right,When you’re here,When you’re right next to me,When my hand is in yours,Don’t leave me,Don’t leave me empty handed. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
All those other girls are cake...I'm Crème brûlée...Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Out of love,No regrets--Though the goodnessBe wasted forever.Out of love,No regrets--Though the returnBe never. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
A book of verses underneath the boughA flask of wine, a loaf of bread and thouBeside me singing in the wildernessAnd wilderness is paradise now. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
part memory part distance remainingmine in the ways that I learn to miss you Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>