But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you.
But heads and hearts don’t always agree; and my heart was guilty as hell.
Wengine hatuishi kama wafalme kwa sababu ya nguvu za giza – zilizopo kati ya Mungu na wanadamu. Nyota zetu zimefunikwa. Una kila kitu unachotafuta, ndani ya moyo wako. Usitafute furaha, utajiri au amani nje ya moyo wako. Tafuta furaha, utajiri au amani ndani ya moyo wako.
My mouth could say goodbye, but not with my heart
But there is saying, and there is doing, and almost always people do something better than they can talk about it, as though the minded body defeats every attempt to select out only the mind part as deserving sole responsibility for the success.
If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.
… Chicago divided your heart. Leaving you loving the joint for keeps. Yet knowing it never can love you.
They don’t know I only speak in runaway train stations
and everybody is always a few minutes too late to the platform.
No one has ever gotten the chance to get too close
because it is never romantic to fuck the girl who makes love to her own sadness every single night.
“What about your family, Abu Huwa? Are you an orphan?
When my heart bleeds, it needs no stab with the dagger.