November 2010
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Twisted Aphrodite: Interruption of Activity... →
destinyaging: Everyone agrees you do not love me, even you. You do not call, text, or drive by my house at night. Once, you followed me everywhere in thought, now I am abandoned by your every consideration as you journey to a more desirable, congenial location with purpose. You, and all your spaces… You…
Nov 30th
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Nov 30th
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Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night, And weep afresh love’s long since cancell’d woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish’d...
Nov 30th
Nov 27th
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A lover scorned...
destinyaging: I am finding my way outside you. I am coloring my sky red. I am an orchid in the window, keeping safe distance from your winter. Do not pass judgement on my reasoning or harbor ill for my stand. Just wish me luck in finding my future beyond the fold of your two hands.
Nov 27th
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And Wilt Thou Leave Me Thus by Thomas Wyatt
And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay, for shame, To save thee from the blame Of all my grief and grame; And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath loved thee so long In wealth and woe among? And is thy heart so strong As for to leave me thus? Say nay, say nay! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath given thee my heart Never for to...
Nov 27th
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He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W.B. Yeats
Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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