.
I want a trouble-maker for a lover;
blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame.
Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate.
Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
—Rumi
.
I want a soul mate who can sit me down,
shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh.
I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on.
And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow.
I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth.
I will do your windows.
I will care about your feelings.
Just have something in there.
—Henry Rollins
.
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,
Capable,
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 version.
Find that flame, that existence,
That wonderful woman
Who can burn beneath the water.
No other kind of light
Will cook the food you
Need.
—Hafiz
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