Have you forgotten what we were like then when we were still first rate and the day came fat with an apple in its mouth it's no use worrying about Time but we did have a few tricks up our sleeves and turned some sharp corners the whole pasture looked like our meal we didn't need speedometers we could manage cocktails out of ice and water I wouldn't want to be faster or greener than now if you were with me O you were the best of all my days
by Frank O’Hara
I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head.
Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Tender is the Night (via fuckyeahfitzgerald)