All night I streched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone ''Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.'' Makes a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.
Interpretation
This quote expresses deep affection and a desire for protection within a romantic relationship.
In this quote, Richard Siken captures the intensity of love through vivid imagery and a longing for closeness. The metaphor of sailors swimming in sound conveys the depth of emotional connection and the desire for safety and intimacy between lovers. The imagery of kisses as falling stars enhances the romantic and transcendent quality of this love, suggesting that such moments are precious and almost celestial.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a wedding ceremony to emphasize the bond between partners.
I'm saying your name in the grocery store, I'm saying your name on the bridge at dawn. Your name like an animal covered with frost, your name like a music that's been transposed, a suit of fur, a coat of mud, a kick in the pants, a lungful of glass, the sails in wind and the slap of waves on the hull.
You are playing cards with three Jeffs. One is your father, one is your brother, and the other is your current boyfriend. All of them have seen you naked and heard you talking in your sleep. Your boyfriend Jeff gets up to answer the phone. To them he is a mirror, but to you he is a room.
Everything affects my poetry, every day something happens that changes me forever. I’m susceptible and plastic, thin-skinned and moody.
how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple to slice into pieces. Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it's noon, that means we're inconsolable. Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. These our bodies, possessed by light. Tell me we'll never get used to it.
You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
...you're waiting because you thought it would follow, you thought there would be some logic, perhaps, something to pull it all together but here we are in the weeds again, here we are in the bowels of the thing: your world doesn't make sense.
The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.
We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
When you are in love, things make even more sense, he thought.
Speak any language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, but always speak with love
God does not love us because we are valuable. We are valuable because God loves us.
We need to be kinder with one another, more gentle and forgiving. We need to be slower to anger and more prompt to help. We need to extend the hand of friendship and resist the hand of retribution. In short, we need to love one another with the pure love of Christ, with genuine charity and compassion and, if necessary, shared suffering, for that is the way God loves us.
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