eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem six
posted by imani , Friday, January 30, 2009 at 2:43 PM, in Labels:

how long does it
take to get
to your arms,
to sink in your
embrace,
to lie in your
bed and beside
your body,
to gaze at
your eyes…

a race of
seconds, movements,
synapses.

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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.