never could resist a landscape metaphor …
Well, it is called body, remember 😉
I have died every death but the last in the dark of your arms
Everybody is imploding. And I – already – am stars.
So many people die protecting their heart, instead of exposing it. They never once say – Fuck it! I’m in. It wouldn’t work? Who cares! Let’s try! They never take the leap, and risk the fall. The knowing, finally, that you are on your way now. Or free to leave, once and for all. It might break theirContinue reading “Into something stronger”
(love and other contradictions…)
Excerpt from I hope you break your heart. Tell your truths. Tell your stories. Every time.
I tasted you. Somewhere between memory and the wine touching my lips. (I should get drunk more often)