配图 / Sergey Neamoscou

配图 / Sergey Neamoscou First Time Brushing Teeth Next to You When I say first time, that implies there will be a second, a fourth, a ninety-ninth. From far away our teeth must look like Tic Tacs, Chiclets, moons of a faraway planet. Nocturnal animals can smell better at night because scent lingers when the air is still, and so I smell the mint of our mouths but also the spill of peppers from the salsa dropped on your shirt. The greasy sidewalks we walked an hour earlier. Hotel soap freshly bubbled and wet in the dish. When I root through the thicket or the brush pile, my fur turns electric striped and tail-tumbled. I foam at the mouth. The mask on my face means bandit. Turns out I love the dark. My little paws want to grab everything and wash it. Aimee Nezhukumatathil #诗歌

配图 / Gordan Hunt

配图 / Gordan Hunt To the Sea Sometimes when you start to ramble or rather when you feel you are starting to ramble you will say Well, now I’m rambling though I don’t think you ever are. And if you ever are I don’t really care. And not just because I and everyone really at times falls into our own unspooling which really I think is a beautiful softness of being human, trying to show someone else the color of all our threads, wanting another to know everything in us we are trying to show them but in the specific, in the specific of you here in this car that you are driving and in which I am sitting beside you with regards to you and your specific mouth parting to give way to the specific sweetness that is the water of your voice tumbling forthlike I said I don’t ever really mind how much more you might keep speaking as it simply means I get to hear you speak for longer. What was a stream now a river. Anis Mojgani #诗歌

配图 / Living Mountain

配图 / Living Mountain POEM Day and night come hand in hand like a boy and a girl pausing only to eat wild berries out of a dish painted with pictures of birds. They climb the high ice-covered mountain, then they fly away. But you and I don’t do such things We climb the same mountain; I say a prayer for the wind to lift us but it does no good; you hide your head so as not to see the end Downward and downward and downward and downward is where the wind is taking us; I try to comfort you but words are not the answer; I sing to you as mother sang to me Your eyes are closed. We pass the boy and girl we saw at the beginning; now they are standing on a wooden bridge; I can see their house behind them; How fast you go they call to us, but no, the wind is in our ears, that is what we hear And then we are simply falling And the world goes by, all the worlds, each more beautiful than the last; I touch your cheek to protect you Louise Glück #诗歌

配图 / Letizia Le Fur

配图 / Letizia Le Fur Open House My secrets cry aloud. I have no need for tongue. My heart keeps open house, My doors are widely swung. An epic of the eyes My love, with no disguise. My truths are all foreknown, This anguish self-revealed. I’m naked to the bone, With nakedness my shield. Myself is what I wear: I keep the spirit spare. The anger will endure, The deed will speak the truth In language strict and pure. I stop the lying mouth: Rage warps my clearest cry To witless agony. Theodore Roethke #诗歌

I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me

I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me I know that your love is gone I can't breathe, I'm so weak, I know this isn't easy Don't tell me that your love is gone That your love is gone

From the moment I saw you, I knew that you had a special charm.

From the moment I saw you, I knew that you had a special charm. You brought joy and laughter to my life. I can't help but feel that I have known you all my life. I want to be with you and share your happiness and dreams. In addition, I love you. 从我见到你的那一刻起，我就知道你有一种特别的魅力，你给我的生活带来了欢乐和笑声，我不禁觉得我已经认识你一辈子，我想陪在你身边，分享你的快乐和梦想。另外，我爱你。 #美式情话#夏日动态