Bethany

“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
― Pablo Neruda

“If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.”
― William Blake

“To have faith is to be sure of the things we hope for, to be certain of the things we cannot see.”
― Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version

“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
― Sylvia Plath