So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

"I only dreamt of you once, but it made my heart sick. Very sick."

Cecily Brown

"Be still earth be silent
be still and be silent"

Mary Kelly

We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection.

Do you remember what fearless felt like?

"Had not God made man with lusts and pride in him, with blood and darkness in his heart, with the freedom to sin, love and despair?"

Words can't say anything true.
Words are dead in love.

The man I am going to marry. His name is Ben.