Added: Nov 18, 2008
From: RaphaelZack
Duration: 8:2
There is a certainsomeone boyplastered to my mind.A certainsomeone boywhose lips I cannot find.The boyhad placid blue lagoon eyes,(this boy actually existed),eyes wide to stare into,obvious and strange.with chiseled chin, camomile skin,fixed adonis stare- self portrait alive,over stating perhaps,but this boy was alive with looks,shy catching eyes, calm smile;some intuitive gas sprayingin the space of time.Are you a boy or a girl?I ask myself.You mean I get to choose?I reply.I am a boy-girl,As all girl-boys know.I see tiny anglesof beauty on all thehuman faces: men, women, children.You are the Spring's flower's,and the deaths winterthe best and the worst of ice breaking.We are so dead anyway.Who will solve the riddleof lofty existenceexcludingthe truth of physical affection?Everyone is terrified by affection,yet seek it drastically.Like a prostitute.Seek the imitation- seek personal worship.Sing,'O when will the defenses be ripped asunder,when will we press skin to skin,touch tongues one love to another,the strings pull hard and fasterwithout recoil, without repressapprehensive step backs, joltedout of our natural docility.Shy eyed, stay away from me,don't come any closer.He is beautiful.A terrible description.He looks likeDeath in Venice.Perfectly flawed.My tongue is a sword,that will not love,but lash ,like the cat of nine tails.But there are many tales to be told,about the prison of affection,and how many people live there,in its pathetic stifled ivory tower.masturbating endlessly,looking for wholesome loveWorship one-to-one.But no one has enough gutsfor affection, no one has the gutsto see it through, to be at all times openarmed and ready to defend the possibilityof tender cooked Affection!Our fingers sing our feeling,Our tongues flag our victory!Diplomatic touch.Everyone shall take their clothes off,and there will be no Shame!how many hearts shall be won!O how many won over!'Sincerity is an openness of heart; we find it in very few people; what we usually see is only an artful dissimulation to win the confidence of others.' - François de la Rochefoucauld
Channel: People
Tags: boys death in love venice
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