"from what we cannot hold- the stars are made"- W.S. Merwin, "Youth."

[satansmuse]

flames don’t flicker
forever
and moths are born to be burned

Poem (for Ema)- Nikki Giovanni



all I know is that place
where the light appears and disappears
that's the place where we live

Under Ideal Conditions- Al Zolynas

I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul

Sonnet XVII: Love- Pablo Neruda