eros the bittersweet

smile

your particles elemental,
rooted to simplicity, sharpened
by your timid beauty,
sheer, unassuming, unbecoming

but let me tell you what you can't
see ~ that your smile make
flowers unravel and the
cistern overflows with the

fluid, unaltered motion of
beginnings and ends which fasten
our memories to the night

kept, held, embraced until
the darkness wanes and you
leave a sigh of my name.

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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.