Eyes Wide Open

28 Sep

Nevermind what happens after the sweet taste of your kiss on that midnight street. We were born with our eyes wide open and slip into the darkness to find wild hope. The indention of our beating hearts on bound chests grow closer with synchronized drumming. And for that moment, we are free from the sound of the light and the smell of the dew. Tonight you are in the water that I drink and in the streets that I roam. Tomorrow I will see with my eyes wide open and I will slip into the darkness to look for wild hope.

Kiss

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Remembering…

15 Sep

Some memories are short and some are long, but if today you remember and share the best and worst from yesterday, you will live on forever from tomorrow. ~SDM

Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a third, a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years. Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth. ~Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses

I am a miser of my memories of you
And will not spend them.
~Witter Bynner, “Coins”

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time. ~Friedrich Nietzsche

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14 Sep

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