don't leave me for a second

because in that moment you'll have gone so far.





Time for something cute.

He loved her and she loved him. His kisses sucked out her whole past and future, or tried to. He had no other appetite. She bit him, she gnawed him, she sucked. She wanted him complete inside her, safe and sure forever and ever. Their little cries fluttered into the curtains.

Her eyes wanted nothing to get away. Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows, he gripped her hard so that life should not drag her from that moment. He wanted all future to cease, he wanted to topple with his arms round her off that moment's brink and into nothing. Or everlasting, or whatever there was.

Her embrace was an immense press to print him into her bones. Her smiles were spider bites so he would lie still till she felt hungry. His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway, her love-tricks were the grinding of locks, and their deep cries crawled over the floors like an animal dragging a great trap.

His vows pulled out all her sinews. He showed her how to make a love-knot.

Her vows put his eyes in formalin at the back of her secret drawers.

Their screams stuck in the wall.

Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop.

In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs.
In their dreams their brains took each other hostage.In the morning they wore each other's face.

-Ted Hughes.