Shifted. Might come back once in a while :D

Tie your heart at night to mine, love,
and both will defeat the darkness
like twin drums beating in the forest
against the heavy wall of wet leaves.

Night crossing: black coal of dream
that cuts the thread of earthly orbs
with the punctuality of a headlong train
that pulls cold stone and shadow endlessly.

Love, because of it, tie me to a purer movement,
to the grip on life that beats in your breast,
with the wings of a submerged swan,

So that our dream might reply
to the sky’s questioning stars
with one key, one door closed to shadow.

-Pablo Neruda

* In the space between, yes and no, there is a lifetime. It's the difference between who you thought, you could be and who you really are. It's the legroom for the lies you tell yourself in the future.

Alone isn’t always lonely. Just Sometimes.

Langkawi's sunset(s) :D

In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.
Love vanquishes time. To lovers, a moment can be eternity, eternity can be the tick of a clock.
Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

"I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend."

-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow