Change of speed

The beauty in the world never goes away, even though it rains in him.
Takes a long time to get ready for happiness.
I like the determined look.
Art is dangerous.

Will you join me in my vice?
Yes.
Will you join me in mine, too?

A beautiful, successful relationship is continuous movement of two people through time,
with time,
with the times,
with the change,
with the change of time, the change of the times.

A desirable relation with a man is…
A relationship of desire & love, burning hot love.
Lava love.

Continuous change in movement of two fates.
Continuous momentum.

A continuous change of speed.
Slow to meet fast & fast to meet slow.

The change of speed is what makes it dangerous & fun.
Driving at risk.

Risk is what makes us feel alive.
Risk makes you feel,
makes you wonder.

Wonder what could be,
wonder what would be?
What would be?

You always need the “would-be”-s to wonder.

Would you be my friend?
Is a friend better than anything?

What makes a couple & what makes friends?
How much friendship is in a couple?

Is it for others to judge?

How much love is in a friendship?
How much desire is in a friendship?

How much diesel is in love?
How much danger is in everything?

How much love is in everything?

How much can I trust? Trust you…
Do you trust me?

Do I need you to trust me so that I can trust you?
Is that a lack of trust in my own trust?
Should my trust be dependent on you?
Should I make myself ever dependent on you?
Or anyone?

I would hate to be dependent on you, more than on anyone else.
Why?
Because it would ruin everything.

I don’t want to need you. I want to want you.

I want to love you.
How do I
l – o – v – e ?
It seems hard to ask.

How do I,
how does one,
how do people know how to love?

How come I don’t know about this?
How come love is a mystery?
How come people write about it endlessly?

How come, how come, how come –