eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem nine
posted by imani , Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 2:13 PM, in Labels:

to touch what is
mortal and
to understand what is
divine
to seek a fantasy
and to find reality
in your hands
my weaknesses dissolve
the ashes striking
the ground
filled with arid soil
only to be inebriated
by your graceful
tears.

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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.