When I was fourteen or so, my mother took us to see South Pacific. It's very geared to the simplicity/purity of a fourteen year old's desires. There's a silly song in it called Bali Hai, about an island that might not be real calling you to itself, blue, mysterious, full of what you need to quench your thirst and make you whole, if you can just get there. However hokey, the song imprinted in my adolescent brain, and it gave me the same feeling of joy, longing and mystery I see so much more refined and cleanly expressed here. A beautiful, musical, love poem.
wow shay - loved esp. the first part of this...you found wonderful words for a beautiful and intimate moment
ReplyDeleteloverly...fingerpaints and gravitational forces lie chocolate and peanut butter, bonnie and clyde, weiner and cell phones...love it shay
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ReplyDeleteWhen I was fourteen or so, my mother took us to see South Pacific. It's very geared to the simplicity/purity of a fourteen year old's desires. There's a silly song in it called Bali Hai, about an island that might not be real calling you to itself, blue, mysterious, full of what you need to quench your thirst and make you whole, if you can just get there. However hokey, the song imprinted in my adolescent brain, and it gave me the same feeling of joy, longing and mystery I see so much more refined and cleanly expressed here. A beautiful, musical, love poem.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a wonderful way to spend a weekend.
ReplyDeleteor, a lifetime.
"playing moon to the tides....." sigh. Just so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteso lovely. birds in a nest-so cozy.
ReplyDeletewow those are sexy words of real love
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
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