A poem in the movie, The Saint
Apr. 30th, 2006 10:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ayoub...and when the shades of pure light dance in her clear eyes,
I see my angel for the first time.
Know my purpose, feel my birth.
Hear her, at first faintly, then distinctly.
The sweet strains of our union.
Our love heats up the cold universe
and gives my tired, desperate hope
a reason and season to be revealed.
We, purified by our kisses
are eternally healed.
~ Val Kilmer
Impressive writing by Mr. Kilmer...
I see my angel for the first time.
Know my purpose, feel my birth.
Hear her, at first faintly, then distinctly.
The sweet strains of our union.
Our love heats up the cold universe
and gives my tired, desperate hope
a reason and season to be revealed.
We, purified by our kisses
are eternally healed.
~ Val Kilmer
Impressive writing by Mr. Kilmer...
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Date: 2006-05-01 01:46 am (UTC)signed them once up in boulder... and me? I was broke at the time...
le sigh.
he's actually quite a good poet in general
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Date: 2006-05-01 01:52 am (UTC)I might have to look to see if any of his published books are still available...
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Date: 2006-05-01 06:22 am (UTC)thats something else...
thanks Ayoub
love and blessed be
xxx
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Date: 2006-05-01 07:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-01 01:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-01 01:12 pm (UTC)