I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
“You can only be young once. But you can always be immature.”
– Dave Barry
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
– Sylvia Plath
“Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.”
– Mother Teresa
“It kills me sometimes, how people die.”
– Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
“I have faith that God will show you the answer. But you have to understand that sometimes it takes a while to be able to recognize what God wants you to do. That’s how it often is. God’s voice is usually nothing more than a whisper, and you have to listen very carefully to hear it. But other times, in those rarest of moments, the answer is obvious and rings as loud as a church bell.”
– Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song
“Don’t Gain The World & Lose Your Soul, Wisdom Is Better Than Silver Or Gold.”
– Bob Marley
“If everybody is thinking alike, then somebody isn’t thinking.”
– George S. Patton Jr.
“Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.”
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
– Adrienne Rich