the perils of being in 3-D (denique_caelum) wrote, @ 2005-12-01 10:25:00

Current mood:	nostalgic
Current music:	"i'd like for you to be still..." ~ glenn close, il postino

to the next thirty-one days of the last month of two thousand and five...





orange-colored day. third floor library sunset.


You swallowed everything, like distance
like the sea, like time.
In you everything sank!
It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.
Pilot's dead, fury of a blind diver,
turbulent drunkenness of love,
in you everything sank!

- Neruda, A Song of Despair

	in him everything sank (Anonymous) 2005-12-04 06:37 (link)
	that's my all-time favorite neruda poem. you swallowed everything, like distance, like the sea, like time. in you everything sank ... turbulent drunkenness of love. in you everything sank! wow. (Reply to this) (Thread)

	turbulent drunkenness of love denique_caelum 2005-12-06 05:33 (link)
	wow, indeed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)