John Daniel Thieme Quotes

. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here in your beauty, could I speakknowing of this space close withinas the breath held inside a garden rose, there— there is no time.

. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetween the stars

we lived depravityand called it truth, silencingour dreaming, andour love, discardingthings holy.