eros the bittersweet

spellbound | poem twenty five

in reckless impatience
i pray to hasten
the day to when
all my words
will fall from
the sky to
embrace and
captivate
that heart of yours
never to be
chained
only to be given
its sweet
freedom.

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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.