I caressed her lips with the succulence of the rose dew moisture and she said yes – always.
I caressed her lips with the succulence of the rose dew moisture and she said yes – always.
When the crimson rose has faded And our day at last is done; In the forest dark and shaded Blows the tempest, dims the sun. When the night holds us together Shall forgiveness mend the past Will despair bring sunny weather And heal our hearts at last? If we hide within the shadows Will you …
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap’d for the belovèd’s bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
“Your words fall like acid rain on the wounded petals of my heart.” Rajesh Kuthrapali The Big Bang Theory
Today I caught myself smiling for no reason… then I realized I was thinking about you.
Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the rose, the lance flower that you pluck, the water that suddenly bursts forth in joy, the sudden wave of silver born in you. My struggle is harsh and I come back …
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