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Ode to Clothes


Every morning you wait,
clothes, over a chair,
to fill yourself with
my vanity, my love,
my hope, my body.
Barely
risen from sleep,
I relinquish the water,
enter your sleeves,
my legs look for
the hollows of your legs,
and so embraced
by your indefatigable faithfulness
I rise, to tread the grass,
enter poetry,
consider through the windows,
the things,
the men, the women,
the deeds and the fights
go on forming me,
go on making me face things
working my hands,
opening my eyes,
using my mouth,
and so,
clothes,
I too go forming you,
extending your elbows,
snapping your threads,
and so your life expands
in the image of my life.
In the wind
you billow and snap
as if you were my soul,
at bad times
you cling
to my bones,
vacant, for the night,
darkness, sleep
populate with their phantoms
your wings and mine.
I wonder
if one day
a bullet
from the enemy
will leave you stained with my blood
and then
you will die with me
or one day
not quite
so dramatic
but simple,
you will fall ill,
clothes,
with me,
grow old
with me, with my body
and joined
we will enter
the earth.
Because of this
each day
I greet you
with reverence and then
you embrace me and I forget you,
because we are one
and we will go on
facing the wind, in the night,
the streets or the fight,
a single body,
one day, one day, some day, still.


- Pablo Neruda

Take, O take those lips away,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn:
But my kisses bring again,
bring again,
Seals of love, but seal'd in vain,
seal'd in vain.

I need to add a picture of myself so everyone can see how sexy I really am. 3nodding heart

I'm out for spring break. WOOOOOOHHHHH.

NEVER THINK YOU'RE NOTHING.
NEVER CRY AT NIGHT OVER NOT BEING PRETTY ENOUGH.
NEVER TELL YOURSELF YOU'LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH.
BECAUSE TO SOMEONE...YOU ARE EVERYTHING.

REGRET-IF MY TEARS COULD WASH AWAY DECEPTIONS,
THEN THE VERY WORLD WOULD BE CLEAN,
IF REGRET COULD MAKE RIGHT MY WRONGS,
THE RIGHTNESS OF THE WHOLE WORLD WOULD BE SEEN,


BUT ALAS, WISHES CANNOT MAKE THINGS A'RIGHT.
REGRET CAN ONLY UNFOLD,
A PATH I SHALL NOT TAKE AGAIN,
A FUTURE I SHAN'T HOLD.


SINS THAT CANNOT BE UNDONE,
FOLLIES THAT AGE AND GROW,
THE DEATHLY HEARTBEAT OF MY LIE,
IS THE PUNISHMENT I WILL KNOW.


BUT THOSE WHOM I HAVE SINNED AGAINST,
EVIL PLANS AGAINST ME VOW,
WITH WICKED PLEASURE,REVENGE LICKS HER LIPS,
TWO SOULS SHE HAS CAPTURED NOW.

ANGEL OF MUSIC, YOU'VE DECIEVED ME. I GAVE YOU MY MIND BLINDLY.

DREAMING ABOUT YOU AND ME, WAKING UP AND KNOWING THAT IT'LL NEVER BE. YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY DREAMS. I DON'T KNOW WHY OR WHAT IT MEANS. MY DREAMS ARE FILLED WITH THOUGHTS OF YOU, US TOGETHER, SOMEDAY TWO.