July 2010
June 2010
I Can't Think Straight
Leyla’s Poem from Tala Every night I empty my heart, but by morning it’s full again Slow droplets of you sleep in through the night’s soft caress At dawn I overflow with thoughts of us An aching pleasure that gives me no respite Love cannot be contained The neat packaging of desire splits asunder Spilling crimson through my days Long, languishing days that are now bruised...
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Today I sat and I thought and I came to the conclusion that it doesn’t really matter.
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