31 iulie

Le Baiser [II]

Comme une ville qui s’allume Et que le vent vient d’embraser, Tout mon cœur brûle et se consume, J’ai soif, oh ! j’ai soif d’un baiser. Baiser de la bouche et des lèvres Où notre amour vient se poser, Plein de délices et de fièvres,

Inevitable

Somewhere in Forster — was it \'Aspects of the Novel\'?— there\'s something to the effect of, How can I tell what I think till I see what I say? I\'ve always meant to check the quote, but I\'m half afraid it won\'t be there, or if it is, that I got it all wrong, and I pretty much like it the way it is — I pull it out and toss it onto the table like one of those really brightly colored chips that only get thrown into the pot