"i wish the sky would rain down roses, as they rain from off the shaken bush. why will it not?"
19
lately i haven’t been able to experience your brightness, but today, in the presence of the living and inanimate, my heart was set ablaze. your eyes were like stars, sparkling and accentuating majestic skies, and your face was just the most brilliant splendour.
right then, like a hymn written in light, it occurred to me that if i had one chance to remind myself of beauty, i wouldn’t pass a second thought to look at you. your stately, effortless ways surround me with fantasies just slightly out of reach, and though you are to me more estranged than crescent-shaped moons, and far more unattainable than pearls of the deepest oceans, you are perhaps the only reminder i have of distant, fading horizons, and everything i couldn’t bear to lose.
