How we met: A Dream

Last night, in my dreams, I saw you on the pier. The wind was blowing through your hair, and your eyes held the fading sunlight. I was speechless as I watched you leaning against the rail. You are was been so beautiful, I thought as I saw you, a vision that I could never find in anyone else.I slowly began to walk toward you, and when you finally turned to me, I noticed that others had been watching you as well. "Do you know her?" they asked me in jealous whispers, and as you smiled at me I simply answered with the truth, "Better than I know myself."

Morning Love

Waking up next to your beloved princess wearing nothing but jewelry would be a dream come true!

Valentine's Inspiration

You don't love me and don't feel compassion

You don"t love me and don"t feel compassion 
Don"t you think that now I look my best?
Though you look aside you"re thrilled with passion 
As you put your arms upon my chest.
You are young , so sensitive and zealous, 
I am neither bad nor very good to you.
Tell me, did you pet a lot of fellows? 
You remember many arms and lips? You do?
They are gone and haven't touched you any, 
Gone like shadows, leaving you aflame.
You have sat upon the laps of many, 
You are sitting now on mine, without shame.
Though your eyes are closed, and you are rather 
Thinking of some one you really trust,
After all, I do not love you either, 
I am lost in thought about my dear past.
Don"t you call this zeal predestination, 
Hasty tie is thoughtless and no good,
Like I set up this unplanned connection, 
I will smile when leaving you for good.
You will go the pathway of your own 
Just to have your days unwisely spent,
Don"t approach the ones not fully grown, 
Don"t entice the ones that never burnt.
When you walk with someone down the alley 
Chatting merrily about love and all
Maybe, I"ll be out, walking round shyly, 
And again, by chance, I"ll meet you, poor soul.
Squaring shoulders, ravishing and winning, 
Bending slightly forward, with an air kiss,
You will utter quietly: Good evening! 
And I will reply: Good evening, miss.
Nothing will disturb my heart and spirit, 
Nothing will perturb me giving pain,
He who"s been in love will not retrieve it, 
He who"s burnt will not be lit again.
1925

Sergey Esenin

My Body Is My Temple: To Love Somebody

To love somebody is to love God in somebody. To love God within a human... In my opinion, a human is an incarnated god. It's a god of flesh. What is a human body if not His likeness? The microcosm within the macrocosm. My body is my temple. Your body is the temple of god...
But - how do we love a god within a human? To love is to talk and to listen, to understand and to be close, to touch and to go for a walk together, to contemplate, to observe, to answer, to dance and to suddenly become still...

delicious and a little bitter

There is a lot of litter on your bottom. Instead, your surface is very smooth and quiet.
I dragged you out of that dirty night club. Drunk, alien, with the smell of sweaty men and cheap perfume on you.
And you just took off your torn skirt, threw this rag into my face and, staggering, got on a taxi.
If I could be that proud...
"Be my friend", you said, hardly your head was lifted from the position good enough to contemplate the bottom of the WC.
Silly one, I know every birth spot on your body. Do you know that I kiss your fingers while you are in drunk delirium, talking all night long?
And you say: "Be my friend".
Funny...

Amy Winehouse - Just Friends