30 January 2012

i can relate

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.


-Pablo Neruda, sonnet XVII

24 January 2012

bright.

cheers to having a new journal.

cheers to reorganizing and deep cleaning my room.

cheers to wine and whiskey sours with my girl friends.

cheers to weekends with old friends.

cheers to making new ones.

cheers to almond-coconut mochas first thing in the morning when I get to work
and the world is blanketed in white snow.

cheers to having the best older brother in the world.

cheers to january.

cheers to naps in the afternoon, because I wake up at 5 am Monday through Friday.

cheers to love.

cheers to cupcakes.

cheers to the music that hits my heart.

cheers.