Thursday, March 16, 2006
He is almost a god, a man beside you,
enthralled by your talk, by your laughter.
Watching makes my heart beat fastbecause, seeing little, I imagine much.
You put a fire in my cheeks.
Speech won't come. My ears ring.
Blind to all others, I sweat and I stammer.
I am a trembling thing, like grass,
an inch from dying.
So poor I've nothing to lose, I must gamble...
- Sappho
6th century BC
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Love is..."Love suffers long and is kind;
love does not envy;
love does not parade itself, is not puffed up;
Love does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil;
Love does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
It
bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails."- 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a
This girl posted at 12:17 AM