Infinity

After all the time

After you

Had you seen me with someone new

Hanging so high for your return

But the stillness is a burn

Had I seen it in your eyes

There'd have been no try after try

Your leaving had no goodbye

Had I just seen one in your eyes

I can't give it up

To someone elses touch

Because I care too much

Could you tell

I was left lost and lonely

Could you tell

Things ain't worked out my way

Wish the best for you

Wish the best for me

Wished for infinity

If that ain't me

Give it up

I can't give it up

I can't give it up

To someone elses touch

Because I care too much

Give it up

I can't give it up

"Infinity" by The XX

Loyalty and fidelity

"My dear boy, the people who love only once in their lives are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty, and their fidelity, I call either the lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination. Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the life of the intellect - simply a confession of failure. Faithfulness! I must analyse it some day. The passion for property is in it. There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up..."

From "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde

A new song from a new friend..

The Chainsmokers - Roses (Audio) ft. ROZES

Taking it slow, but it's not typical

He already knows that my love is fire

His heart was a stone, but then his hands roam

I turned him to gold and it took him higher

Oh, I'll be your daydream, I'll wear your favorite things

We could be beautiful

Get drunk on the good life, I'll take you to paradise

Say you'll never let me go

Deep in my bones, I can feel you

Take me back to a time when only we knew

Hideaway

We could waste the night with an old film

Smoke a little weed on the couch in the back room

Hideaway

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Deep in my bones, I can feel you

Take me back to a time when only we knew

Hideaway

We could waste the night with an old film

Smoke a little weed on the couch in the back room

Hideaway

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Ahh, ahh, ahh

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

Say you'll never let me go

In love that I can see

"...I inhale the scent of the stranger, which rises from his shirt. I love this smell. 'I love Fernando,' I tell myself and the fire. I am bewildered by this fresh new fact of my life, more from the swiftness of its coming than by its truth. I search for some sense of folie a deux. I find none. Rather than being love-blinded, it is in love that I can see, really see.
Never was there even a flickering sense of my having been beckoned up onto a white horse by a curly-haired swain, by the man-who-would-be-king, my one-and-only-meant-to-be-mine. I never felt the earth crack open. Never. What I felt, what I feel, is quiet. Except for those first hours together in Venice, there has been no confusion, no confounding, none of the measuring and considering one might think to be natural for a woman up to her knees in middle age who thinks to jump the moat. Now all the doors are open, and there is warm yellow light behind them. This does not feel like a new perspective but the first and only perspective that has ever belonged only to me, the first perspective that has been neither compromised or redrawn. Fernando is a first choice. I never had to talk myself into loving him, to balance out his merits and defects on a yellow pad. Nor did I have to, once again, remind myself that I wasn't getting any younger, that I should be grateful for the attentions of yet another 'very nice man'."

by Marlena de Blasi in "A Thousand Days in Venice"

Water lilies

Water lilies © Jennifer Phillips

If only

If only we had met,

When we were children.

We would have tossed a ball,

Sung nursery rhymes,

Played games of hide and seek.

We would have skipped along the waves,

And built castles in the sand.

If only we had met,

When we were teenagers.

We would have shared an ice cream after school,

Listened to music and danced the night away.

Talked of our goals for years to come,

Walked hand in hand along the beach,

Experienced the innocence of our first kiss.

If only we had met,

When we were adults, all grown up.

Before the dreams of youth were spent,

The disappointments and the heartache.

We would have shared a sunset,

And watched the stars fill up the sky.

Our lips would have been joined in tender kiss,

Arms held tight in passionate embrace.

If only we had met,

In another time and place.

We would have shared a love so deep,

All other loves would pale in their significance.

Our hearts would share one beat,

Two bodies would blend into one,

The spirit and the soul would be united.

If only ....

By Yolanda Isabel Regueira Marin

Square peg, round hole

My life has been 

square peg, 

round hole.

Accommodating others, 

sucking it up.

An empty shell

cannot give.

And after all is done,

I need to come home,

to your heart.

© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)

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