I rest my forehead against the warmth of your neck.
You wipe my collarbone with the tip of your little finger.

We are the mixed couple of the 431 that passengers stare at as they exit the sliding doors.

Whispering I love you just beneath my breath muffled by blankets, featherdown pillows, electric heaters, your snores and the moonlight.

Ti ricordi la prima volta che...

You talk about the other men who talk about me. The men in their coats and their ties. The men with their beers in their hand and their snide eyes and starry-eyed smiles. The other ( Read more... )

Even in solace, mine is the saddest heart

What words seduce such persecution

Should we publicise greif, loss, anguish, pain

Could we beg fate to change direction

or ask fortune to hint what lies ahead

Or are we merely soldiers in heaven's stead

Dwindling at fraying golden thread
Ever silenced by the firmament

At loss

And slowly less

All because we loved,

I think it's the long drive with you that I anticipate most. Sitting in the front seat, the passenger bickering about this little trivialty and that with you because you are the hot blooded Italian and I am mary, mary quite contrary.

Why don't you wear the belt
Because it's too nice
But I chose it just for you
That's why it's too nice to wear
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La consummation etait la limitee de poison. Comme toi, c'etait l'exception, le final, le meilieur de cette vie.

J'ai vu un homme mort cette apresmidi. Son corps laisait tomber sur le sol.

Mais comme toi il est toujours plien de vie.

FOR SALE: baby shoes, never worn.

Hands behind his heavy forehead. His heartbeat shakes the bed.

Innocent eyelids and soft saintlike smiles.

His breathing is hypnotising.

Il mio amore, la mia vita e dolcemente bellissima cuando dormi in le mie braccia.

Bon, on y va! Parce que je suis avec mon coeur a ma bras cette semestre serait le meillieure. Depuis trois mois je suis entrain de penser a ma belle future. Il y a beacoup des choses pour faire bien. Je ne garde auccune rancune, cela belle verite d'amour et je t'aime toujours d'amour, je seme l'amour.

Sadness comes from knowing you are no longer here.

Happiness came from loving you.

Sadness comes from knowing you are gone.

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