eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem seven
posted by imani , Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 2:12 PM, in Labels:

i am unsure
of how
each poem
is different
when shades
of your laughter
and petals of
your mystery
has sustained it.

0 comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
 

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.