eros the bittersweet

when it rains

i open my hands
to enclose your face inside
i open my eyes
and turn the lights off
to bit by bit
slide down your spine
to fall, glide and hide
under the covers
and deep into you
where the water is
still and the stars
in your universe
are undraped by my touch
here i am
attempting to conceal
the burning desire
to take you in
and let you begin
the dance, make you
feel every inch of my
skin that throbs,
every string of my breath
that lingers
on all the corners
of your mind
wanting nothing
but me.

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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.