Ferello Frequency

Live thy Life,Young and old,Like yon oak,Bright in spring,Living gold; Summer-richThen; and thenAutumn-changedSoberer-huedGold again. All his leavesFall'n at length,Look, he stands,Trunk and boughNaked strength.

Do you know, when you have told me to think of you, I have been feeling ashamed of thinking of you so much, of thinking of only you – which is too much, perhaps. Shall I tell you? It seems to me, to myself, that no man was ever before to any woman what you […]

To Elizabeth Barret Browning: …would I, fi I could, supplant one of any of the affections that I know to have taken root in you – that great and solemn one, for instance. I feel that if I could get myself remade, as if turned to gold, I WOULD not even then desire to become […]

I have a thousand images of you in an hour; all different and all coming back to the same… And we love. And we've got the most amazing secrets and understandings. Noel, whom I love, who is so beautiful and wonderful. I think of you eating omlette on the ground. I think of you once […]

To Josepine, I love you no longer; on the contrary, I detest you. You are a wretch, truly perverse, truly stupid, a real Cinderella. You never write to me at all, you do not love your husband; you know the pleasure that your letters give him yet you cannot even manage to write him half […]

Slipping onto my chairMy head running at a 1000oCThe music abstract and liberated,The only one that can understand, can help filter Carving the loneliness,My heart injected with 1000mg of mistrust,Injected with die-hard desire for perfectionInjected with the little tiny thoughts of someone's else happy ending I look out, seeing the swans hint their way closerI […]

I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? My soul aches with sorrow, and there can […]

When the lights are out. Completely out. Your soul is all I feel. The completeness of our bodies. You finish me. I finish you. We make up the sum of one as we lay in bed and I feel your warm and your gentle breath on my chest. The essence of your soul melts into […]

Eight days have passed since I parted from f.f., and already it is as though I had been eight years away from her, although I can avow that not one hour has passed without her memory which has become such a close companion to my thoughts that now more than ever is it the food […]

Nothing amounts to God's brush strokes, creating the masterpiece that lays in front of me, and while I look into your eyes, I see the beauty of infinity. Your smile lights up the darkest of moments and fills it with unbelievable sunshine that soaks straight into soul, deep into the very core of the very […]