My dear husbandNOTE: THIS IS A TRANSLATION FROM DUTCH.My dear husband
It was mouse-still. The clock on the desk ticked silently. Nervously she tapped with her pen on the tabletop. The clock kept ticking, and ticking, and ticking. De curtains moved, by the air blown by the wind through the open window. The mobile on the ceiling whirled slowly, leaving brilliant sparkles on the carpet. The clock quietly tapped the seconds away.
The white sheet in front of her was still empty. What should she write down? How could she be so cruel to confess everything, to write in black and white, passing her last words on to him by letter? The heat in t
Mijn beste echtgenootHet was doodstil. De klok op het bureau tikte zachtjes. Zenuwachtig tikte ze met een pen op het talfelblad. De klok tikte maar door. De gordijnen bewogen door de lucht, die door het open raam naar binnen woei. De mobile aan het plafond draaide langzaam, het liet schitteringen achter op het vloerkleed. De klok tikte zachtjes de seconden weg.Mijn beste echtgenoot
Het witte blad voor haar was nog steeds leeg. Wat moest ze opschrijven? Hoe kon ze zo wreed zijn om alles te bekennen, zwart op wit te zetten, haar laatste woorden per brief aan hem mede te delen? De hitte in de kamer begon drukkend te worden. Het was veelste warm voor gepeins.
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The LighthouseIt was not until a few days before her wedding day, he ran her doorbell. ‘I’ve played the best-friend part long enough’, he said. She kept silent, dazzled by the heat and his appearance. She was not surprised; she had always known this would come. She’d just never known when. There was something between them, unavoidable, shoutingly present and it had never been pure friendship. He reached for her hand and held it. His hands were strong, warm and sweaty. He must have biked extremely fast to come here, she thought. Although it was still early she felt the sweat sticking on her back. It would become a very hot day. &nbThe Lighthouse
Please DarlingI give away my dreams When darkness fades And day risesPlease Darling
As sun I’ll light your way As stars I’ll guide you through the night
Hold my dreams, dear Hold them tight
As sun I’ll light your way As stars I’ll guide you through the night
I love you Is the thing I said Giving my heart away
If darkness falls I’ll be your star For you have my dreams
When day rises I am your sun For you have my heart
As sun I’ll light your way As stars I’ll guide you through
I knowI know that this earth isn't perfect and its children are not either.I know
I know that deaths grip would take just men, while the wicked pays to keep it far.
I know that pleasant dreams seldom come true, while nightmares eclipse the nights dark skies.
I know that the starved never get seconds, while other's thirds go to gluttonous soil.
I know that disease takes the lives of many, while the vain see old age as operable ailment.
I know that some see a closest as Versailles, while others selfishly request a tropical isle.
I know that hat
TodayStanding at the light Of Polish lands As the women stay inside With other men It’s not living Or not much It’s a hard day for living Today. Butchers sharpen their knives And carve away As the writers write the lines That we’ll all say And I’m still wasting, away It’s a hard day for understanding Today. Call the federal, bureau, and Explain I come from a, different, land And give me a free Ride home. This is not my native tongue Nor my native land.Today
As men pour wine into Their coffee
KissesKissesKisses
Kisses can say hello, Kisses can say goodbye-- And kisses that are blown Are kisses that can fly.
Kisses can be sincere, Kisses can deceive-- And kisses that are given Are kisses to receive.
Kisses can be familiar, Kisses can be new-- And kisses that I like the best Are kisses right from you!
To My Future LoveHey Future Love,To My Future Love
I didn’t know how to start this letter Dear, or hello, couldn’t decide which sound better. I went for the informal because I’m not trying to impress Try to make it laid back so there’s no need to stress. I know I don’t know your name—but someday I hope We’ll meet on the street and no longer be alone. Sometimes I gaze up at the stars and imagine how it will be— Where will it happen? Will you just turn and look at me? Will we discover the meaning of “love at first sight?” Perhaps it will take one or two nights
Am I there?
Speechless
. And this, obviously, means I have very little time for deviantart and, obviously too, I have been reading so much great literature that I lack the inspiration or courage to write some pieces of my own again.
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if only you could give your life to literature
just don’t read Jane Eyre:
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~May the moon and the stars shine upon you~
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~May the moon and the stars shine upon you~
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If you knew me you'd understand...
then again...
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