I’m writing a short story about a honeymoon. Been listening to a lot of Aaron Neville. Also had lyrics and lines and poetry rolling through my brain. Like this, from Romeo and Juliet:
Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can,
It cannot countervail the exchange of joy
That one short minute gives me in her sight.
Do thou but close our hands with holy words,
Then love-devouring death do what he dare;
It is enough I may but call her mine.
Go, Shakespeare. But I’m also a fan of Rumi:
There is some kiss we want with
our whole lives, the touch of
spirit on the body. Seawater
begs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling! At
night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine. Breathe into
me. Close the language-door and
open the love window. The moon
won’t use the door, only the window.
Give me your favorite lines, folks, whether it’s from a book or play—even a movie or song will do. Let’s feel some love!