that was breaking our hearts
we came forth clean again, naked,
loving each other
without dream, without sand,
complete and radiant,
sealed by fire.
-Pablo Neruda, The Dream
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Me in the afternoon: that soup sure smells good. Let me snack on everything in the house.
Me in the afternoon: that soup sure smells good. Let me snack on everything in the house.
not even me, restless
games were played...
blank spaces & pages
were filled with ink
drying in an inkwell~
smoothly penned once
tears moisten words...
memories stained in sanity~
#poetry
not even me, restless
games were played...
blank spaces & pages
were filled with ink
drying in an inkwell~
smoothly penned once
tears moisten words...
memories stained in sanity~
#poetry
as awaiting for something
the very first time
lightning rains evening
her morning he brightens
thunder longingly
rumble
#vss365
as awaiting for something
the very first time
lightning rains evening
her morning he brightens
thunder longingly
rumble
#vss365