poetry

poetry

When When it’s over, it’s over, and we don’t know any of us, what happens then.So I try not to miss anything.I think, in my whole life, I have never missed The full moonor the slipper of its coming back.Or, a kiss.Well, yes, especially a kiss.

When When it’s over, it’s over, and we don’t know any of us, what happens then.So I try not to miss anything.I think, in my whole life, I have never missed The full moonor the slipper of its coming back.Or, a kiss.Well, yes, especially a kiss.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The first kiss and the first glass of wine are the best.

The first kiss and the first glass of wine are the best.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die,

where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die,

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.

I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may last!

Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may last!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.

Some who grow dull religious straight commenceAnd gain in morals what they lose in sense.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

How blest am I in this discovering thee!To enter in these bonds is to be free;Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be. Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be

How blest am I in this discovering thee!To enter in these bonds is to be free;Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be. Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And then I feel the sun itselfas it blazes over the hills,like a million flowers on fire --clearly I'm not needed,yet I feel myself turninginto something of inexplicable value.-from The Buddha's Last Instruction

And then I feel the sun itselfas it blazes over the hills,like a million flowers on fire --clearly I'm not needed,yet I feel myself turninginto something of inexplicable value.-from The Buddha's Last Instruction

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

In the very essence of poetry there is something indecent; A thing brought forth that we didn't know we had in us, So we blink our eyes, as if a tiger had sprung out And stood in the light, licking its tail.

In the very essence of poetry there is something indecent; A thing brought forth that we didn't know we had in us, So we blink our eyes, as if a tiger had sprung out And stood in the light, licking its tail.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Henceforth an individual solace dear; Part of my Soul I seek thee, and thee claim My other half: with that thy gentle hand Seisd mine, I yielded, and from that time see How beauty is excelld by manly grace.

Henceforth an individual solace dear; Part of my Soul I seek thee, and thee claim My other half: with that thy gentle hand Seisd mine, I yielded, and from that time see How beauty is excelld by manly grace.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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