That’s all what it takes. Just like that, so simple / this, so much of the body-soul attract, / just one look, face to face, breath to breath / and I am lost in you again and again.
Did you ask yourself what have we achieved over the past few years? / There is, and was always a vacuum between us / None of us never willing to brake it through / Let’s turn back, erase it, and make the future our own anew / But was it worth it? / Today, I am not so sure.
Written by: Sara Teasdale / It was April when you came / The first time to me, / And my first look in your eyes / Was like my first look at the sea. / We have been together / Four Aprils now / Watching for the green / On the swaying willow bough; / Yet whenever I turn / To your gray eyes over me, / It is as though I looked / For the first time at the sea
BY MARCUS B. CHRISTIAN / I ply with all the cunning of my art / This little thing, and with consummate care / I fashion it—so that when I depart, / Those who come after me shall find it fair / And beautiful. It must be free of flaws— / Pointing no laborings of weary hands; / And there must be no flouting of the laws / Of beauty—as the artist understands. / / Through passion, yearnings infinite—…