Tonight I found Cavafy.
Half An Hour
I never had you, nor will I ever have you
I suppose. A few words, an approach
as in the bar yesterday, and nothing more.
It is, undeniably, a pity. But we who serve Art
sometimes with intensity of mind, and of course only
for a short while, we create [...]

I want him to know me. (I want more from him than he knows.)
I want to tell him everything. (Even all that I am not supposed to.)
I want his dark, sullen moodiness. (I love his petulant face.)
I want him to trace his fingertips over me and remind me of how I can be soft. [...]

I don’t know about any of you, but when I’m stressed, and can’t quite figure out exactly what is bothering me most, I can always rely on my subconscious to send me a subtle, (or not so subtle, as the case may be) kick in the ass that makes me sit up and take notice.

This [...]

And it sure as hell isn’t the answer either!
It seems to me that sex, good sex, really great, amazing, ‘please don’t ever stop touching me’ sex sometimes also happens when there is something just a little bit rotten in the state of longterm lovedom. To have reached the stage of things going wrong, you generally [...]

‘There may be a great fire in your soul, but no one ever comes to warm himself by it, all that passers-by can see is a little smoke coming out of the chimney and they walk on.’
Vincent Van Gogh, Van Gogh’s Letters.
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