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This is a Valentine's Day gift for my wife. It's also, I'm pretty sure, the only valentines day post I'm gonna make. If you like it, good. Share it with someone you love. If not, like all my music, I am new to this and look forward to honest comments.
Whatever doesn't kill me, kills you...
Wait. That's not it.
Whatever doesn't kill me, kills you...
Wait. That's not it.
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Here's the poem.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Jeeze... I need to read more poetry..
By the by, Not that I could compose Jack poo.. but I've had Asian Drums in my head.. you know, those big ones that you have to stand by an beat with big sticks?... with a rock beat...I was sort of inspired by that cool tune where Corben Dallas is being chased in his cab in 5th Element, a sort of Middle-eastern rock tune...
By the by, Not that I could compose Jack poo.. but I've had Asian Drums in my head.. you know, those big ones that you have to stand by an beat with big sticks?... with a rock beat...I was sort of inspired by that cool tune where Corben Dallas is being chased in his cab in 5th Element, a sort of Middle-eastern rock tune...
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