All my sentiments
bend the page
cannot describe how it overflows …
this is how I feel inside …
calling you out from the depths of the sea …
our love has no boundaries
our love is the space between …
this is the place we breathe
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=M16lX3nl6-Q
Susie Suh – This Is Love
Ph : Andreas Heumann
And one day you’ll feel me
A whisper upon the breeze
And I’ll watch you stand there
Unafraid
And I’ll speak to you silently
And know that you’ll hear me
The feeling is more than I’ve ever known
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KH7icBnCTrQ
Anathema – The Lost Song Part 2
Ph : David Galstyan
Anaïs, I don’t know how to tell you what I feel. I live in perpetual expectancy. You come and the time slips away in a dream. It is only when you go that I realize completely your presence. And then it is too late. You numb me…
This is a little drunken, Anaïs. I am saying to myself “here is the first woman with whom I can be absolutely sincere.” …
I don’t know what to expect of you, but it is something in the way of a miracle. I am going to demand everything of you – even the impossible, because you encourage it…
– Henry Miller – A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
Ph : Andreas Heumann
Spend my evenings down the riverside
my favorite place when you’re not here
awaiting dusk to throw a tinted smile
for every nightfall brings you near …
No Clear Mind – When you’re not here
What a sting
forces us to go
after mirages?
With what force
irrepressible
the suggestion
of happiness
it chains us
to obsessive images?
Seas that roar
leave an abyss open.
The one who leads
to the vast
continent unknown.
The fierce jungles
where it beats
the unbeatable heart
waiting for who
back to music
his delicate,
his atrocious bark.
– Juan Gustavo Cobo Borda – SEARCH
¿Qué aguijón
nos obliga a ir
tras espejismos?
¿Con qué fuerza
irreprimible
la sugerencia
de la dicha
nos encadena
a imágenes obsesivas?
Mares que rugen
dejan abierto un abismo.
Aquel que conduce
al más vasto
continente desconocido.
Las feroces selvas
donde late
el corazón imbatible
a la espera de quien
vuelva música
su delicado,
su atroz latido.
– Juan Gustavo Cobo Borda -BÚSQUEDA
I confess that I consider life to be a thing of the most untouchable deliciousness …
– Rainer Maria Rilke – Letters on Life
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