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complete and utter abandonment 3

He was far too tasteful and far too clever, a young man of very good society, too, to make a fool of himself by acting as if he thought that his abandonment was some great tragedy. After all when his friend had said to him, “We two will have love forever”– both the one who […]

my true-love hath my heart, and i have his 1

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given. I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss: There never was a better bargain driven. His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides; He loved my […]

you’re gonna leave ’em all in awe, awe, awe 1

baby, you’re a firework Text: Excerpt, Firework, Lyric by Katy Perry and Mikkel S. Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Sandy Wilhelm, Ester Dean Image: Photographer, subjects, unknown; via queering on tumblr  

one memorable day 2

That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron […]

memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours 2

     I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, […]

in love in provincetown, 1936 22

You have returned. You have returned, my joy: you have returned as polar morning comes after a whole night winter. Throb the drums, — yes beat my blood to greet my darling boy. My heart with wild delight shall now employ both tongue and pen to reckon up the sums of all my gladness. Pleasure […]

in his bright blue eyes, his happy spirit sits and smiles 0

i love this boy, not for his beauty only, but just because my life that was so lonely knows in his presence some strange healing power, an unfamiliar peace — as if each hour should pause a little in its swift-winged flight and breathe a benediction. in his bright blue eyes his happy spirit sits […]

i loved chris muller that year 1

Because he had a sparse moustache growing across his upper lip, a thin precursor to manhood, an almost man— because he smelled like cigarettes, I loved Chris Muller that year. I loved Chris Muller the day he asked me into the locker room, beyond the urinals and benches, through the narrow hallway of sweat and […]

i needed to see your lips 4

I never had you, nor will I have you ever, I daresay. A couple of words, a closeness as in the bar two days ago, and nothing else. It is, I don’t deny it, a pity. But we who belong to Art sometimes — with intensity of mind, and of course only for a little […]

for the one I love most lay sleeping by me 5

WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv’d with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a happy night for me that follow’d; And else, when I carous’d, or when my plans were accomplish’d, still I was not happy; But the day when I rose at dawn […]

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