Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
It is not enough for two people to find each other, it is also very important that they find each other at the right moment and hold deep, quiet festivals in which their desires merge so that they can fight as оne against storms.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
Kiss me.
I am an odd geometry
of elbows and skin,
a lopsided symmetry of sin
and virtue. And you.
I can feel your eyes
burning over the horizon
of my shoulders.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
What we share may be a lot like a traffic accident, but we do share it. We are survivors, of each other. We have been shark to оne another, but also lifeboat. That counts for something.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
O white moon, you are lonely,
It is the same with me,
But we have the world to roam over,
Only the lonely are free.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
That man to me seems equal to the gods,
the man who sits opposite you
and close by listens
to your sweet voice
and your enticing laughter—
that indeed has stirred up the heart in my breast.
For whenever I look at you even briefly
I can no longer say a single thing,
but my tongue is frozen in silence;
instantly a delicate flame runs beneath my skin;
with my eyes I see nothing;
my ears make a whirring noise.
A cold sweat covers me,
trembling seizes my body,
and I am greener than grass.
Lacking but little of death do I seem.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
Don’t for heaven’s sake worry about ‘boring’ or ‘hurting’ me! I would very much rather you talked to me about what was оn your mind. If I ever felt you were putting up a cheerful facade it would be unbearable.
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