ello Darling! Its me Luv – it’s Reggie! Darling, I placed me mantra on the wall for all to see... Sticks and stones Can break your bones But words? Can break your heart And maybe one day the lads will understand, maybe... https://youtube/watch?v=0SLoOzTMjC8 (luv, the imagery she creates in her song is amazing) If you could only see the beast youve made of me I held it in but now it seems youve set it running free Screaming in the dark, I howl when were apart drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl Howl, howl, howl, howl The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest The saints cant help me now, the ropes have been unbound I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowd ground And howl Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters A man whos pure of heart and says his prayers by night May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright (Florence Welch, Isabella Summers and friends) Love Has A Voice We Both Can Hear Epilogue Reg, when did you know your Misses was the one? Marcus, I was at a poetry reading in college and by chance I met this beautiful woman who kept looking at this faded yellow button that I wore on special occasions. It carried a line from from my hero Annelies Marie Frank... In spite of everything I still believe Well, later that evening I found meself lissening intently as she spoke of her Burmese professor of English literature who believed Hemingways novel The Old Man and the Sea was the best of what is good about American literature. And she said this to me... The book is about tenacity. Its about having the strength to hang on. It tells the tale of a man and a fish. The man goes fishing and hooks a giant marlin. The fish is powerful and strong enough to drag his boat out to sea and for three days man and fish are locked in a battle of strength and will-power when the fish finally gives in. The man is triumphant, but with aching arms and delirious from a lack of sleep. And by the time he sails home the fish is devoured by sharks. He only has bones to show for his struggle And as she finished... I took her hand while leaning forward whispering in her ear... I want to see you She looked at me closely and quietly said... I want to see you too Ya know Marcus, her understanding of writers like Hemingway? Thats something I searched for all of me life simply because.... If a writer falls in love with you - you can never die (fade to black)
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 18:27:41 +0000
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