time is a tree (this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough
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| — | e.e.cummings |
Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken.
-Ludwig Van Beethoven
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descrying
I used every bit of the black when I painted your face this time.
because I don’t see you in the same way.
because I am blind.
Yes, I cannot see and my face is turmoil
I have not met the she whom the universe calls Hope.
And I know that there are all kinds of wrong philosophies out there,
but this is one I prayed to be true.
