After a while
You can't tell
If it's missing
A woman
Or needing
A Cigarette.
And later on
If it's night
Or day.
Then suddenly
You know
The time
You get dressed
You go home
You light up
You get married.
(Leonard Cohen, A Book of Longing)
You can't tell
If it's missing
A woman
Or needing
A Cigarette.
And later on
If it's night
Or day.
Then suddenly
You know
The time
You get dressed
You go home
You light up
You get married.
(Leonard Cohen, A Book of Longing)
posted by jairaj at Friday, February 23, 2007
5 Comments:
I luuurve .
dear dear dear me, sounds seductively lyrical, though personaly I (as a woman) dont take lightly to be consumed, or be compared to the significance of a need which has more to do with institutionalisation, than with the need to share. To love and be Loved. Maybe I still cant tell the time.
Nice!
that's beautiful
Damn cute:)
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