eros the bittersweet

after
posted by imani , Saturday, March 20, 2010 at 12:30 PM, in Labels:

after
the heavy, dreary
drunkenness in
the void
i resurrect my
dreams
to catch the
smiles that
unraveled in
the wind
parched by the
memory of
your gaze,
roots anchor
themselves
to the earth
as i clasp on
the tethers
of your melancholic
breath.

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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.