True Love

[Persephone]

True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way - in reward for what?
For nothing.
The light descends from nowhere.
Why on these two and not on others?
Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does.
Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,
and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.

Look at the happy couple.
Couldn't they at least try to hide it,
fake a little depression for their friends' sake?
Listen to them laughing - its an insult.
The language they use - deceptively clear.
And their little celebrations, rituals,
the elaborate mutual routines -
it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back!

It's hard even to guess how far things might go
if people start to follow their example.
What could religion and poetry count on?
What would be remembered? What renounced?
Who'd want to stay within bounds?

True love. Is it really necessary?
Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,
like a scandal in Life's highest circles.
Perfectly good children are born without its help.
It couldn't populate the planet in a million years,
it comes along so rarely.

Let the people who never find true love
keep saying that there's no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.


-- Wislawa Szymborska

Oh, puke.

Consider the source, however. ;D

[Persephone]

Asshole. :-*

[Persephone]

Love

Love means to learn to look at yourself
The way one looks at distant things
for you are only one thing among many,
And whoever sees that way heals his heart,
Without knowing it, from various ills --
A bird and a tree say to him: Friend.

Then he wants to use himself and things
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
It doesn't matter whether he knows what he serves:
Who serves best doesn't always understand.


--Czeslaw Milosz

You and your Pollacks...are you aware that the Polish Horseback Infantry attacked the German Pansers?

These people are too fucking stupid to know shit about love.

[Persephone]

I'm procrastinating here. Do you have something better than Polish love poetry?

I'm procrastinating here. Do you have something better than Polish love poetry?


I used to have a boat named

PROCRASTINA...

[Persephone]

Maybe I should find some Russian poetry. Maybe Romanian.

Maybe I should find some Russian poetry. Maybe Romanian.


Shit. Just drink a bottle of Whiskey and pretend you're Irish.

[Persephone]

Here ya go. Joseph Brodsky. Born Russian. Became American.


I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish you sat on the sofa
and I sat near.
The handkerchief could be yours,
the tear could be mine, chin bound.
Though it could be, of course,
the other way around.

Far be it from me to but in on this love fest, but I have a question for bad...

Your new avatar - if you look really closely she/it seems to have some sort of extra little 'something' going on right between her cheeks.

What the FUCK is it?

It's scaring me.

[Persephone]

Far be it from me to but in on this love fest, but I have a question for bad...

Your new avatar - if you look really closely she/it seems to have some sort of extra little 'something' going on right between her cheeks.

What the FUCK is it?

It's scaring me.



I think that is just the strap pressing into her ass fat.

I like that one...reminds me of a poem...

May crabs as big as roaches
hang on your balls and eat,
When all the world forsakes you,
and you're a total wreck,
may your head fall through your asshole
and break your fucking neck.

Far be it from me to but in on this love fest, but I have a question for bad...

Your new avatar - if you look really closely she/it seems to have some sort of extra little 'something' going on right between her cheeks.

What the FUCK is it?

It's scaring me.


Hmmm...you guys really get into the avatars, don't ya. Looks like an inflammed "rhoid" to me.

[Persephone]

That's beautiful. You're so romantic I'm in tears.


Have some Pablo Neruda.



Love Sonnet XI

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.

Well, I dunno, but if you ask me - that gal's got balls.

but maybe suth is right. That thong is about as big as dental floss and with the slightest pressure in the wron place ...bound to cause a ripple,


Nah......balls. Get rid of it.

[Persephone]

I thought she was slightly manly, but I didn't want to say.

and it wasn't just the balls that gave it away. The calf and ankle on her left leg just don't fit.

http://www.grrl.com/bettydev.gif

For everyone's benefit, this is Betty Page, an original Playboy/Olivia model. One of the first pin ups.

Young farts.

But that's not a REAL photo. That's just a drawing.

Like Betty Boop - but with balls. They are just hidden on the one in the little red devil suit.

[Persephone]

http://www.grrl.com/bettydev.gif

For everyone's benefit, this is Betty Page, an original Playboy/Olivia model. One of the first pin ups.

Young farts.



I don't like the shoes. :-*

Not just the shoes, but there seems to be something red and pointy sticking straight up from her mons pubis.

What the HELL is THAT??

Scaring me again.

[Persephone]

Look at this one. I've actually met this guy before. I went to his hotel room, but...you know...we were just friendly. I didn't remember that his peotry was this cheesy.



Alley Cat Love Song

Dana Gioia

Come into the garden, Fred,
For the neighborhood tabby is gone.
Come into the garden, Fred.
I have nothing but my flea collar on,
And the scent of catnip has gone to my head.
I'll wait by the screen door till dawn.

The fireflies court in the sweetgum tree.
The nightjar calls from the pine,
And she seems to say in her rhapsody,
"Oh, mustard-brown Fred, be mine!"
The full moon lights my whiskers afire,
And the fur goes erect on my spine.

I hear the frogs in the muddy lake
Croaking from shore to shore.
They've one swift season to soothe their ache.
In autumn they sing no more.
So ignore me now, and you'll hear my meow
As I scratch all night at the door.

[Persephone]

Not just the shoes, but there seems to be something red and pointy sticking straight up from her mons pubis.

What the HELL is THAT??

Scaring me again.



Fender flaps?

Not just the shoes, but there seems to be something red and pointy sticking straight up from her mons pubis.

What the HELL is THAT??

Scaring me again.



Fender flaps?


Actually, I think it was a prototype for a strap-on. They've sure come a long way.

Look at this one. I've actually met this guy before. I went to his hotel room, but...you know...we were just friendly. I didn't remember that his peotry was this cheesy.



Alley Cat Love Song

Dana Gioia

Come into the garden, Fred,
For the neighborhood tabby is gone.
Come into the garden, Fred.
I have nothing but my flea collar on,
And the scent of catnip has gone to my head.
I'll wait by the screen door till dawn.

The fireflies court in the sweetgum tree.
The nightjar calls from the pine,
And she seems to say in her rhapsody,
"Oh, mustard-brown Fred, be mine!"
The full moon lights my whiskers afire,
And the fur goes erect on my spine.

I hear the frogs in the muddy lake
Croaking from shore to shore.
They've one swift season to soothe their ache.
In autumn they sing no more.
So ignore me now, and you'll hear my meow
As I scratch all night at the door.






Come now, this guy talks about his fur getting erect and all you did was chat?

Are you pulling my tail?

[Persephone]

Come now, this guy talks about his fur getting erect and all you did was chat?

Are you pulling my tail?



I only remember drinking a lot and talking.

I don't know where the hotel room came from.

Wild child.

That drinking will definetly do it. ;D ;D ;D

[Persephone]

Wild child.

That drinking will definetly do it. ;D ;D ;D




Just to set the record straight...because I posted the schmucks real name here....

Clearing throat...sitting up straight...looking prim...staring into the camera...

I did not have sexual relations with this gentleman.

:o

You people don't know who Betty Page is!!!!! :o :o :o :o

Oh Goddess save me!

... Ven wuv, twoo wuv, wiw fowwow you fowever..

[Meshuga Mikey]

Whatcha Drinkin~???? :o

No one gets my reference?

[Meshuga Mikey]

No one gets my reference?


AH--- YES------------ NO ONE DID----------- APPARENTLY~!!!!!


http://people.delphiforums.com/artcruncher/DarthStudebaker.jpg

The Princess Bride anyone?