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"The little river twittering in the twilight,
The wan, wondering look of the pale sky,
This is almost bliss.
And everything shut up
and gone to sleep,
All the troubles
and anxieties
and pain
Gone under the twilight.
Only the twilight now,
and the soft "Sh!"
of the river
That will last forever.
And at last I know my love for you is here,
I can see it all,
it is whole like the twilight,
It is large,
so large,
I could not see it before
Because of the little lights and flickers
and interruptions,
Troubles, anxieties, and pains.
You are the call
and I am the answer,
You are the wish,
and I the fulfillment,
You are the night,
and I the day.
What else—it is perfect enough,
It is perfectly complete,
You and I.
Strange, how we suffer in spite of this!"
- D.H. Lawerence
✧Oh what I would give to hear you read me this one last time.✧
YOU ARE READING
Insomnia ✧☽
De TodoA collection of random sentences, quotes, lyrics, and poems that keep me awake at night. Poems and lyrics will not be mine. Dedicated to Amorette, who will not stop bothering me to put up a book on here.
