"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Saturday, August 2, 2014


One day those eyes that shine ‘cross skies
Will come to life and gleam for me,
And then I will redeem this heart -
By your soul set free.

One day I’ll kiss that mouth of smiles,
Its lipstick brink blushed warm and wet,
With longing for all the coming
Times we won’t forget.

One day I’ll take that gentle hand
To curl it tight within my own,
And then adorn your bridal bough
With a diamond throne.

One day that lissome smooth body
Will purr and moan entwined with mine.
Then we will sleep our little death
Tangled in love’s vine.

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