eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem twenty three

nothing could
ever take the
place


of all the embraces
you have given,
the kisses you have
put upon my lips,
the nights impassioned
by your yearning
and mystery
and the days
ahead of us
basking in delight
and cloudless skies.

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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.