I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall…
““I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass The sun beat between my shoulders like carnival drums I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow So then I could really be fly And then she arrived Like day break inside a railway tunnel Like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines Like high noon to a drunkard, sudden She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature Her skinny canvas for ultraviolet brushstrokes She was the sun's painting She was a deep cognac color Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet And full for her mouth to hold I said, "You are the beautiful, the stress of mathematics." I said, "For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit And give you lightning and thunder as a dowry I would make the sky shed all of it's stars, light and rain And I would clasp the constellations across your waist And I would make the heavens your cape And they would be pleased to cover you They would be pleased to cover you May I please, cover you, please””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker likens love to celestial phenomena, expressing devotion through vivid, cosmic imagery and promises of grand gestures.
In simple terms: Love is described as a powerful, radiant force.
Cherish love’s transformative power.
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When to use this quote
- relationship confession
- artistic performance
- public poetry
- personal tribute
- creative writing
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does cosmic metaphor deepen emotional impact?
- What does “stress of mathematics” symbolize?
Exaggerated promises may seem unrealistic or insincere.