"at night, i open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. breathe into me. close the language-door and open the love-window. the moon won't use the door, only the window." -rumi
"DEATH IS THE VEIL WHICH THOSE WHO LIVE CALL LIFE; THEY SLEEP, AND IT IS LIFTED." -SHELLEY
"i have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me." -hesse

Saturday, March 13, 2010

the king



















in spite of the tremendous amounts of pain he has caused me, i love him still.  my king of cups.

i am lucky to have one who feels so deeply.  so many of the others were little more than jagged rocks underneath their skin.

i pray he remains in control.

this reality is not easy for a soul like his.

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