eros the bittersweet

spellbound | poem twenty

when the quake
and the storm
are halted by your
breath

when the leaves
and the flowers
are created by your
laughter

when the light
and the dark
are inspired by your
presence

my sunrises and
my sunsets are
halted, created
and inspired
by you.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

nice.

 

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.