Love, this set of feelings that bring us closer to the divine. Many as you seek. I'd marry him, Eros, and I imagine that others will seek the goddesses of love of their choice ... but an encounter with another, small, absurd, everyday, familiar and disconcerting, that's another thing. That's the "thing" in reality, or perhaps reality ... For me, the greatest romantic fantasy among many, is to be painted with colored ink, with words, drawings, poems and texts throughout the body. Realizable fantasy, why not? At Body-art style meets "the pillow book", for an album cover like Joss Stone ... and hear how to rip a silk dress, which is the image that "Shanghai Baby" left impregnated in my impressionable mind.
and endlessly repeating "I love you" in all languages, but really feeling it.
to as, poetry ... The poem is written here is by Ella Wheeler Wilcox. More popular than literary poet U.S. (b. 1850 - m.1919), I was struck by the conjunction of passion unveiled, naked, in the early s. XX! His poetry is based more on simple rhymes, which in a complex and important literary production, yet this poem I like.
I LOVE YOU I love your lips When They're wet with wine And
network with a wild desire;
I love your eyes When the Lovelight
lies Lit with a passionate fire .
I love your arms When the warm white flesh Touches mine
in a fond embrace;
I love your hair When the strands ENMESH
Your kisses against my face.
Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin's bloodless love;
Not for me the saint's white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world's blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.
So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we'll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox in The Best Loved Poems of the American People by Hazel Felleman New York: Doubleday, 1936. p. 56
