"In A Way, You Are Poetry Material; You Are Full Of Cloudy Subtleties I Am Willing To Spend A Lifetime

"In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality."

-Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena-

(Artwork by Alisher Kush)

"So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence."

-Rob Arnold-

(Artwork by Anne Magill.)

"There are times when my longing for you overwhelms me […] so often I can think of you only with teeth clenched."

-Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice‎-

(Artwork/artist: unknown (to me)).

"I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?"

-Hermann Hesse, Demian: A Story of Emil Sinclair.-

(Artwork The Great Century by René Magritte)

"Another December without you. The weather has changed for the worst. The sun has taken the attitude, or in fact, submitted itself to the attitude of a bashful obedient maid. The winds blow constantly, some times roughly and other times faintly but they're cold and unmerciful. The moon has been abducted, put apart in exile. The fogs hung above like ripped postcards on a broken table; they have no story to tell. The mornings wheel about without romance and the nights are set on a purpose to wreak loneliness and sorrow. It's another December without you my darling, will you come, appear and save me, won't you?"

#nighttimeprose #mywritings #poeticprose

(Artwork: A Sense of Someone by Anne Magill.)

We could be stargazing now, altogether.

Spread on the roof, like droplets of dew and ivies,

Wrapped up in meaningful silence, but

Instead, we're apart, counting stars

By the window, teeth-clenched and

Unblinking, waiting for shooting stars

To send each other flying kisses

Which smell of longing, of affection

And of resistance against the distance.

(poem by me)