January 2010
7 posts
it is at moments after i have dreamed
it is at moments after i have dreamed of the rare entertainment of your eyes, when(being fool to fancy)i have deemed with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise; at moments when the glassy darkness holds the genuine apparition of your smile (it was through tears always)and silence moulds such strangeness as was mine a little while; moments when my once more illustrious arms are filled with...
“For He who lives more lives than one,
more Deaths that one must Die”
– oscar wilde
“children today are tyrants. they contradict their parents, gobble their food and...”
– socrates
