Saturday, October 3, 2009

This is beauty

"...Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death."

-John Keats
from "Bright Star"

1 comment:

Kirsten Huth said...

breathtaking :D literally!!!

this is beautiful!