Elizabeth Cady Stanton
 

A different kind of love poem for my baby...
And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
I will finish off by taking the path away
to those who between my chest and your fragrance
want to interpose their obscure plant.

About me, nothing worse
they will tell you, my love,
than what I told you.

I lived in the prairies
before I got to know you
and I did not wait love but I was
laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose.

What more can they tell you?
I am neither good nor bad but a man,
and they will then associate the danger
of my life, which you know
and which with your passion you shared.

And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,
and if this love brings us
the death and the prisons,
I am sure that your big eyes,
as when I kiss them,
will then close with pride,
into double pride, love,
with your pride and my pride.

But to my ears they will come before
to wear down the tour
of the sweet and hard love which binds us,
and they will say: “The one
you love,
is not a woman for you,
Why do you love her? I think
you could find one more beautiful,
more serious, more deep,
more other, you understand me, look how she’s light,
and what a head she has,
and look at how she dresses,
and etcetera and etcetera”.

And I in these lines say:
Like this I want you, love,
love, Like this I love you,
as you dress
and how your hair lifts up
and how your mouth smiles,
light as the water
of the spring upon the pure stones,
Like this I love you, beloved.

To bread I do not ask to teach me
but only not to lack during every day of life.
I don’t know anything about light, from where
it comes nor where it goes,
I only want the light to light up,
I do not ask to the night
explanations,
I wait for it and it envelops me,
And so you, bread and light
And shadow are.

You came to my life
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.

Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love.

Pablo Neruda

Re=post for me to remember
 

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"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts."

~ Rachel Carson

:Kahlil Gibran Sand and Foam:-
The reality of the other person lies not in what he reveals to you but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.

Martin Luther King Jr
 

There are four basic food groups,

Milk chocolate
Dark chocolate
White chocolate &
Chocolate truffles.

Because I am Tactful and Lewd
 

Because I am Tactful and Lewd by Rick Kempa

In Grandma’s basement, let’s fuck
on something that doesn’t squeak,
cuz she’s not snoring like she’d
snore if she weren’t listening.
(Grandpa we won’t think about.
even if I hollered when we
came instead of biting at
the pillow Grandma made,
he wouldn’t dismount from his dreams.)
When we don’t go to town with them
to eat prime rib, I’ll holler until
the horses bolt, and the hawks kick
the fattest chick out of the nest,
and the Brahma bull comes bawling
home, and the greyhounds leave the cats
alone, and the mice spill out of
the loves of hay, and the wind blows
and blows and blows us all away.

Dr. Cornel West:
 

I have this theory that chocolate slows down the ageing process... it may not be true, but do i dare take that chance.

I bet you can squeal like a pig. Weeeeeeee!

Mountain Man from the movie "Deliverance"

He got a real pretty mouth ain't he?

Toothless Man from the movie "Deliverance"

Florence Nightingale...