eros the bittersweet

sonnet three

you and me
sonnet three

your graceful soul unceasing
never losing radiance or hope
when the dark memories loom and threaten
the mist of the night and i am here

beloved aching and breathing only for you
my light and my life, my soul and my peace
holding the infiniteness in each breath
you take and in all the truths you give away

shattering my doubts and breaking my tears
before they fall you have caused my heart
to hasten to your arms and enfold

every fiber of my being with contentment
and delight, you have without uncertainty
permitted this soul to exist.

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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.