i want to see with my eyes closed. i want to settle and wander all at once. i want to swim. i want to bathe in sunlight. i want windblown hair that makes its own decision of what it sees fit. i want to fall in love in every city. i want to fall in love with every city. i want to rise before the sun. i want to sleep until the moon appears. i want to ride a bicycle through empty sidewalks. i want to be invisible and wander unseen. i want to be uninhibited. i want to exist in an environment without disturbing it. i want to make breakfast wearing only underwear. i want to drive with bare feet. i want to own no makeup. i want to feel naked fully clothed. i want to feel music. i want the music to drown out my voice. i want my voice to drown out the music. i want to dance. i want to be submerged in a pile of books. i want to be submerged in bath water that never grows cold. i want another language to replace my own. i want to remain in love. i want to remain in bed with him an hour longer every morning. i want the sun roof open and the windows down. i want the sun in my eyes. i want an orgasm to last for days. i want my heart to race only for love and never for fear. i want to understand my own beauty without someone to translate it to me. i want to learn from literature and experience. i want to play in the snow and not lose the feeling in my fingers. i want a fireplace in every room. i want a movie to feel just as new as the first time i saw it. i want to revisit my childhood for one day. i want to simply want a shower, never
need one. i want to my perception, reflection, and pictures to be the same.
5 comments:
'I want to remain in bed with him an hour longer every morning'
I know. Especially when rain is falling on the window sill, dusk is settling into dawn & the air is cold, whilst his body is so warm...
Love.
& when it ends, if it ends, the mere thoght of that need, that memory breaks your heart over & over again.
You're a great writer. Do you write fiction?
oh, especially now that it's winter. our room stays so cold here that i can hardly stand it when he leaves for work in the morning. and just the thought of not having that is simply enough to destroy me.
and thank you for the compliment!
i actually don't write any fiction. my writing has always just been an unedited thought process. it doesn't seem to come out any other way. i stopped by your blog and i'm definitely going to add you to my bloglist!
I found your blog through your sister's, and must say, you two certainly both have such a gift for words.
:)
This post is absolute perfection. I could understand every bit of it, and want so many of the same things. I feel so inspired after reading this!
Ok ... I just followed "inpired by" links all the way here.
You really created a buzz, and some awesome posts!
You have me wondering what my own I want post would be like.
Hello from Minnesota,
SpeedyCat Hollydale
@speedycat:
thank you! i'm actually shocked that you seem to be referring to more than one post. has there been multiple posts inspired by my original? that's very exciting to hear and i'd love to follow the trail of links you found.
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