eros the bittersweet

inertia

when at midnight
the haze turns into fire,
a sudden
glance touches my
soul and i feel you
near me,
too much
it all burns and
hurts ~ and here
i am, wishing it's
true
now in the quiet
and injustice of
the day that ended,
the light that faded
i catch the stars
falling, the tears
flowing as my heart descends
in this inertia
give it a moment~
or two and
i know i will
find my heart
beating wildly
for such intangible
beauty.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.