Thursday, 18 November 2010

There are two kinds of silence






The awkward silence: the silence between two people who have nothing to say to each other.

The perfect silence: the silence between two people who have a million things to say to each other, but choose not to do it at that moment, because they know they will have a million other opportunities to say them, because they are going to be in each other’s life’s forever. Usually you walk away from the perfect silence feeling like you just had the best conversation ever.

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Jeff Bridges.

Jeff Bridges.

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.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.