“when it’s over, i want to say: all my life
i was a bride married to amazement.
i was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
when it is over, i don’t want to wonder
if i have made of my life something particular, and real.
i don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
i don’t want to end up simply having visited this world” -mary oliver
“love? be it man. be it woman.
it must be a wave you want to glide in on,
give your body to it, give your laugh to it,
give, when the gravelly sand takes you,
your tears to the land. to love another is something
like prayer and can’t be planned, you just fall
into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.”