My name is Casey

Like Most Revelations

It is the movement that incites the form,
discovered as a downward rapture--yes,
it is the movement that delights the form,
sustained by its own velocity.And yet

it is the movement that delays the form
while darkness slows and encumbers; in fact
it is the movement that betrays the form,
baffled in such toils of ease, until

it is the movement that deceives the form,
beguiling our attention--we supposed
it is the movement that achieves the form.
Were we mistaken? What does it matter if

it is the movement that negates the form?
Even though we give (give up) ourselves
to this mortal process of continuing,
it is the movement that creates the form.

Richard Howard


You turn to me with frozen lips
Your hands are icy cold
Your eyes burn bright against the frostbit sky
You never seemed more lovely than you do tonight
Pale on the horizon,
Like leaves frozen on the snow
Our two shadows merge inseperably
And time stands still as its pierced with cold

The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you

There's a warmth in my heart
That haunts me when you're gone
Mend me to your side,
Never let go
So time knows nothing
We'll never grow cold
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you
Twilight descends on our silhouette
How soon spring comes
How soon spring forgets
I wanna hold time, say it'll never begin
Old man winter, be our friend
Old man winter, be our friend
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
What's simple is true
I love you
I love you

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Sunday, September 26, 2004

 

This is me. This is me in love. Note the lack of change.

He's so... silly/perfect/awesome.

I don't know how, with as little experience as he has, he's so fantastic at everything, and i don't just speak of the bedroom. He knows exactly what to say and what to do and how to handle me... Maybe it's all the experience i have that makes it hard sometimes for me to be everything I think I should be for him. I can't help but feel like I'm holding something back from him despite the fact that I've given him everything that I know how to... It's likely that I'm just looking for something to feel wrong about.. a reason i'm not good enough. that seems like me.

The more I live, the more I know
What's simple is true
I love you...

Absence has never been so satisfying to me
Distance has never felt so sweet
His hands that rest
A thousand worlds away
Caress me into sleep
And he holds me in my dreams
I feel his kiss upon my brow
When life catches me off guard
And the slow and steady cadence
That wakes me from a restless night
Is the beating of his heart
And so it is that these bonds unbreakable
Have formed and kept and stretched
To accomodate how life has changed
And allow us this love to maintain
So it is that I am his
Despite distance
And time and fear
So it goes that I live life by
The rhythm of he alone

I love you |7:57 PM