“
I should like to sleep like a cat,
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.
Pablo Neruda, from Cat’s Dream (via rosemaryginfizz)
(via rosemaryginfizz)
