I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
We bear the sole, relentless tenderness.
Look aroundโthere's only one thing of danger for you hereโpoetry.
Love is not about property, diamonds and gifts. It is about sharing your very self with the world around you.
Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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