Lovely quotes, Sherry.
you like?Here is more from her:He seems to me as fortunate as the Gods that manwho opposite yousits and listens closeto your sweet speakingand lovely laughing -- oh itmakes the wings of my heart flutter within my chestfor when I look at you, a moment, then no speakingis left in me.No, my tongue breaks, and thinfire is racing under my skinin my eyes no sight and drumming fills my earsand cold sweat holds me and shakinggrips me all over; I am paler than grassand dead or little short of itis how I feel.
Beautiful sapphic poetry of longing,
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Lovely quotes, Sherry.
you like?
Here is more from her:
He seems to me as fortunate as the Gods that man
who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your sweet speaking
and lovely laughing -- oh it
makes the wings of my heart flutter within my chest
for when I look at you, a moment, then no speaking
is left in me.
No, my tongue breaks, and thin
fire is racing under my skin
in my eyes no sight and drumming fills my ears
and cold sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all over; I am paler than grass
and dead or little short of it
is how I feel.
Beautiful sapphic poetry of longing,
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