eros the bittersweet

tempted
posted by imani , Thursday, July 30, 2009 at 2:51 PM, in Labels:

a voiceless fury
caressing the perfect
stone of your
quiet
emerging on the
rough edges of my
dream
carrying the seed
of a ravaging
desire to wonder
and wander
in the contours
that crowd
your mind.

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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.