eros the bittersweet

believe

that among the ruins
of the heavy rain
comes the absence
of pain
that in the midst
of disgrace and
misunderstood notions
of peace
i stand to hold
your hand and
with unswerving
faith to embrace
the mirrors of
your broken
soul
enkindling
what before
was unknown,
what before was
not.

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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.