Friday, September 11, 2009

How do I love thee?

I cannot count the ways. They are many woven spells of real moments shared between us. I miss you everyday. I regret the moments that will fade. I regret your decided absence. But I have purchased the most delightful bottle of mead that will see me through tonight's midnight oil. But know this. There aren't enough seas to distill into one drop the love I have for you.
That is all.

Tom Robbins sums up the love thing in ridiculous ways. Love will stay one day. Love will stay:

“Who knows how to make love stay?

Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will stay.

Tell love you want a momento of it and obtain a lock of its hair. Burn the hair in a dime-store incense burner with yin/yang symbols on three sides. Face southwest. Talk fast over the burning hair in a convincingly exotic language. Remove the ashes of the burnt hair and use them to paint a mustache on your face. Find love. Tell it you are someone new. It will stay.

Wake love up in the middle of the night. Tell it the world is on fire. Dash to the bedroom window and pee out of it. Casually return to bed and assure love that everything is going to be all right. Fall asleep. Love will be there in the morning.”


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