eros the bittersweet

spellbound | poem fourteen

as the image of you
gets shattered in the distance
i hold on to the promises
we have uttered and
the love we have spoken of
and i know i am taken
to that same path where
your feet treads on now,
as your tears cast happiness
on each rock and stone
your humanity touches,
for they bring me closer
to you even when we are
apart.

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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.