Like Japanese poets who capture a Summer in only three lines, with just one kiss, I want to tell you but it takes all nightMood: busy Posted at 2:55 PM Nov 12view more
Whenever I feel really sad, I just drizzle honey on my tongue and it makes me feel a little better about life.
Save the honey bees.
♥
Who I'd like to meet:
Unique individuals with good hearts.
A certain someone who has what I need.
And an apiarist would be super cool.
Music Player
Interests
General
music..art..photography..taking photos of pretty ladies and cemeteries and lights..
rain and thunderstorms..the smell of old books..vinyl..days spent in the graveyards..bonfires..falling in love..vintage erotic photography..honey honey honey..the small things in life..oh and of course the moon..
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All night, through the eternity of night, Pain was my potion though I could not feel. Deep in my humbled heart you ground your heel, Till I was reft of even my inner light, Till reason from my mind had taken flight, And all my world went whirling in a reel. And all my swarthy strength turned cold like steel, A passive mass beneath your puny might. Last night I gave you triumph over me, So I should be myself as once before, I marveled at your shallow mystery, And haunted hungrily your temple door. I gave you sum and substance to be free, Oh, you shall never triumph any more!
II
I do not fear to face the fact and say, How darkly-dull my living hours have grown, My wounded heart sinks heavier than stone, Because I loved you longer than a day! I do not shame to turn myself away From beckoning flowers beautifully blown, To mourn your vivid memory alone In mountain fastnesses austerely gray. The mists will shroud me on the utter height, The salty, brimming waters of my breast Will mingle with the fresh dews of the night To bathe my spirit hankering to rest. But after sleep I'll wake with greater might, Once more to venture on the eternal quest.
Comments
Nov 14 2009 11:10 AM
Nov 14 2009 1:12 AM
Happy Friday the 13Th!!!!!!!!!
Nov 14 2009 1:06 AM
Nov 13 2009 5:06 PM
my new pic, rayo el esperanza
wish you a great weekend!!!
und viele grüße aus den nebligen ulm, arkadasch melvin
Nov 13 2009 3:39 PM
I like your works! :hug for U:
Nov 13 2009 2:55 PM
♥welcome♥
Nov 13 2009 2:47 PM
Nov 13 2009 2:43 PM
MySpace Comments and Friday the 13th Comments
Nov 13 2009 1:06 AM
Nov 12 2009 12:27 AM
Nov 11 2009 9:44 PM
I had never seen the sun I endured the shadow but the light has added to my desert desolation unheard
♥ r e i k o 玲子
Nov 11 2009 7:59 PM
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Nov 11 2009 4:09 PM
Nov 11 2009 6:40 AM
xo
Nov 11 2009 5:15 AM
hope you are well and finding your smile.
xxx! t.
Nov 11 2009 3:13 AM
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Nov 10 2009 10:50 PM
..................................ShOcK
Nov 10 2009 8:00 PM
"...By submissions guise, I shall arise
To win Death's young and bare heart-
with cries of disfiguring compromise
of a love that was never apart."
- from "Something of Birth" by g.j.wyrick.
image by linlupaluuhuu
Nov 10 2009 3:39 PM
Thanks for adding Lost and Found ohio, stop by anytime and see all the interesting and places we have been, www.lostandfoundohio.com and www.centralohioghostsquad.com lots of new article in our blog too, check it out
Nov 10 2009 1:28 PM
Nov 10 2009 10:21 AM
Nov 10 2009 12:15 AM
Nov 8 2009 10:29 PM
Through Agony
I
All night, through the eternity of night,
Pain was my potion though I could not feel.
Deep in my humbled heart you ground your heel,
Till I was reft of even my inner light,
Till reason from my mind had taken flight,
And all my world went whirling in a reel.
And all my swarthy strength turned cold like steel,
A passive mass beneath your puny might.
Last night I gave you triumph over me,
So I should be myself as once before,
I marveled at your shallow mystery,
And haunted hungrily your temple door.
I gave you sum and substance to be free,
Oh, you shall never triumph any more!
II
I do not fear to face the fact and say,
How darkly-dull my living hours have grown,
My wounded heart sinks heavier than stone,
Because I loved you longer than a day!
I do not shame to turn myself away
From beckoning flowers beautifully blown,
To mourn your vivid memory alone
In mountain fastnesses austerely gray.
The mists will shroud me on the utter height,
The salty, brimming waters of my breast
Will mingle with the fresh dews of the night
To bathe my spirit hankering to rest.
But after sleep I'll wake with greater might,
Once more to venture on the eternal quest.
by Claude McKay
Nov 8 2009 4:42 PM