Friday, February 6, 2009

He don't know he's beautiful

I am seriously smitten with this statue.
I don't care how old he is....
He's sensitive. Intelligent, I can tell. I met him in my Western Humanities and Culture 201 class.



First meeting: I literally gaped. He took my breath away, and all I could say was, "He has no idea how beautiful he is."

Anna

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Carry

I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

Billy Collins


that's all, folks

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