The Diamond As Big As The Ritz.

"Under the stars," she repeated. "I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to someone. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth."

"It was a dream," said John quietly. "Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness."

"How pleasant then to be insane!"

"So I'm told," said John gloomily. "I don't know any longer. At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try. There are only diamonds in the whole world, diamonds and perhaps the shabby gift of disillusion. Well, I have that last and I will make the usual nothing with it." He shivered. "Turn up your coat collar, little girl, the night's full of chill and you'll get pneumonia. His was a great sin who first invented consiousness. Let us lose it for a few hours."

So wrapping himself in his blanket he fell off to sleep.


by F. Scott Fitzgerald.

I feel so lucky

Nothing can change this love.

What lies beneath.

"Have you ever felt so completely consumed by a feeling
for someone that you couldn't breathe?
That the time together is so passionate and consuming
that you felt physical pain when they would leave?

I couldn't catch my breath."

You pulled me out

Of the dark,
And now it's light.

"You"

Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head.
so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name,
like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables
like a charm, like a spell.

Falling in love
is glamorous hell: the crouched, parched heart
like a tiger, ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin.
into my life, larger than life, you strolled in.

I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine,
in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze,
staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,
from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me

as I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you are
on the bed, like gift, like a touchable dream. 

by Carol Ann Duffy.

You know

I love you so.

Crush

Faintest snow keeps falling.
Hands around your waist, nameless, standing cold.
Like a breath. Like a breath.
Take in restraint like a breath.
My lungs are so numb from holding back.
Walk close to the fence. Feel it hit your clothes.
Turn and smile nice.....
Smile say goodnight, say goodnight.
In a breath.
In a breath.

Simple discourse
cuts you clean in half.