Mistakes I Love / Passions I Allow
- Lists of all sorts, like this one.
- My inability to finish playing “The promise” on the piano (tears make the keys slippery)
- Dreaming of becoming a woodland faerie.
- Getting into a fight, just to stretch my voice a bit.
- “Death by chocolate” at Friday’s, along with Pina Colada… Deliciozo!
- A rain, from time to time, to wash away dried feelings.
- Climbing old, wooden stairs.
- Mouth-fed baked potatoes in front of the fireplace.
- A moist painting, still dripping inky words and tears.
- Swallowing. You. Whole.
- A cloud hiding the sun, thus allowing me to look straight at its flame.
- Running up the highway 150km per second and keeping a window open.
- A willow tree when the wind blows.
- Some of Kavafi’s poems.
- Giving hope to others, keeping none for myself.
- A hard fuck session, to redeem my guilt.
- Massaging my body with lavender baby bedtime lotion.
- Uni-ball pens of various colors and scents.
- My head on your chest and your fingers through my hair.
- The pun “Dead stars, still burn -Dead still, stars burn”
- Orange juice running down my palm when i cut it open.
… But mostly, my head on your chest…
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