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pensively

pensively
i am thinking
of the
thousand
rainy afternoons
we spent
drenched
divinely
gray clouds
fading
you hold me
closer
i could feel
your heart
and your heavy breathing
i touch your
warm lips
and it is all
i want
you are all
there is
for me
and a thousand
words
for hours
spent
pensively.

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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.