Posts Tagged: ‘love’

day 13. “two”.

July 23, 2016 Posted by the writer

Two (an excerpt)

“We kiss in Sperlonga,” he promises. “…my voice is F flat, it’s terrible. I know this.”

“I only dream of you,” I tell him. “Every night. Every night, I dream of your touch.”

“Every dream, I feel your touch.” (more…)

day twelve. sperlonga.

July 22, 2016 Posted by the writer

951ca755-e9f6-46ed-ba81-a3dcf0181c82So it’s 8am on Friday. Here are my top ten stats of the day, it’s been a minute since a top ten.

Top ten stats of Friday so far.

10. The amount of minutes it took me to get myself out of bed.

9. The number of dreams I had about the luthier last night.

8. The current time.

7. The number of texts I’ve swapped with the luthier so far today. (more…)

day four. what you miss.

July 14, 2016 Posted by the writer

I miss coffee in the morning. I miss watching him roll cigarettes. I miss waking up next to him, which is crazy because I usually refuse to sleep next to anyone, generally speaking.

I miss how my heart drops the second I see him after being apart. I miss kissing him goodbye at the subway.

There’s something therapeutic to me about obsession. People fuck love up all the time. To me, having a lover to keep comes down to one major factor: obsession. (more…)

day three (timezones in my head)

July 13, 2016 Posted by the writer

It’s day three out of thirty something that my boyfriend is super far away.

I’ve been frantically consulting my international family from bases including France and England while also reaching out to Colorado and Boston.

I’m also trying to stay on the luthier’s clock, which is six hours ahead of mine – at the moment. Rome time.

Yesterday a Harlem associate came through to smoke cigars, drink Italian beer and talk about life. You just never know where you will land during the mysterious stroll of existence. (more…)

destino adempimento

July 12, 2016 Posted by the writer

destino adempimento

c’era oceano tra noi;
stelle di collegamento
il nostro cielo. era il luogo dove i
finalmente trovato uno
residenza.
da qualche parte … restiamo.
come non ho mai avuto bisogno
un altro amante; un impossibile
domanda quando tutto
tenuto le mie mani. baciò
le mie labbra. contro di me, mi sono sentito
come lui è un cerchio
e che l’amore può essere vero.
E io ero … per …
lui. ed era
per me.

fate fulfillment

there was ocean between us;
stars connecting
our heaven. was where i
finally found one
place of residence.
somewhere… we stay.
like i never needed
another lover; an impossible
question when everything
held my hands. he kissed
my lips. against me, i felt
like he is a circle
and that love can be true.
and i was… for…
him. and he was
for me.

 

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