Sunday, September 26, 2010

blueski.



no-one must know, judith pordon
You lean to my side
tickling my desires.

Below my clothes
I quiver in infinities.

Others lean towards us.
Do they sense

your exhale is my inhale,
your out, my in?

We sit motionless
but betray ourselves,

glancing around
to see if anyone is looking.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

and when i dream, i dream of you.



"Limerence is an involuntary cognitive and emotional state of intense romantic desire for another person. The term was coined by psychologist Dorothy Tennov to describe the ultimate, near-obsessive form of romantic love. Limerence is sometimes also referred to as infatuation, or is colloquially known as a crush, but in reality it is something much different. In common speech, infatuation includes aspects of immaturity and extrapolation from insufficient information, and is usually short-lived. The concept is an attempt at a scientific study into the nature of romantic love. Limerence can often be what is meant when one expresses having intense feelings of attachment and preoccupations with the love object. It can be experienced as intense joy or as extreme despair, depending on whether the feelings are reciprocated."

rapture's coming.



Struggling to breathe. This is like watching myself drowning in slow motion.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

slowly.



The light of day is slowly bleeding away into the streets. The world is silent, waiting for you to move. No birds. Just you.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

wishful thinking.



Naked beneath your gaze. Watching me through glass. Fragile, steady. The train is leaving. Be careful with me.

Monday, September 6, 2010

morning comes.



Every second is electric around you. You're a golden haze on the horizon above the buildingtops in my eyes, the gentle kiss of twilight across the suburbs. You think my life's a dream - I dream my life away.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

silence is returning your voice.





I like watching you, watching you.