Sunday, February 10, 2019

love songs


We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.
–Ernest Hemingway
A Moveable Feast


When you find a man
Who transforms
Every part of you
Into poetry,

Who makes each one of your hairs
Into a poem,

When you find a man,
As I am
Of bathing and adorning you
With poetry,

I will beg you
To follow him without hesitation,

It is not important
That you belong to me or him

But that you belong to poetry.

–Nizar Qabbani
Bassam K. Frangieh and
Clementina R. Brown


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