Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

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P/T/

I want you flat оn your back. Helpless, tender, open with оnly me to help. And then I want you strong again. You’re not going to die. You might wish you’re going to die, but you’re not going to. You need to settle down a little.

A/N/

I am оnly responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. оnly a fool would give out such a vital organ.

R/M/D/

 

 

tell me all the things I need

to hear. tell me my heart

makes you kinder and my

laughter takes your breath away.

E/M/F/

I should have gone through life half awake if you’d had the decency to leave me alone.

H/P/

 

 

My lover has burning lips

and a row of sharp teeth when with laughter

he replies to the challenge of the world.

R/D/

 

 

I have dreamed so much of you,

Walked so often, talked so often with you,

Loved your shadow so much.

Nothing is left me of you.

Nothing is left of me but a shadow among shadows,

A being a hundred times more shadowy than a shadow,

A shadowy being who comes, and comes again, in your sunlit life.

 

B/T/

 

 

I want to fall to sleep with you,

and I could care less

whether it is in

layers upon layers

of clothing

or оnly our skin -

all I really want is to wake up

not knowing

where I end and you begin.

 

P/N/

 

 

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because –

because – I don’t know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

 

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because

then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

into me, choking my lost heart.

 

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve оn the beach;

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.

 

Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far

I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

 

 

O/P/

The gap between compassion and surrender is love’s darkest, deepest region.

A/A/

You will hear thunder and remember me,

And think: she wanted storms.


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