Epiphany

Memento Mori Finger Ring, black enamel and gold, 17th Century

Flowers growing in my mind, In my heart, and in my life

You will never know what you did to me and what you mean to me,

Neither i can't put this in words to tell you about how i feel,

And if you ask me for once i will give them to you without thinking about it twice,

I'll rip them out for you from my heart and will forever be obliged,

A bouquet of unsaid things, a bunch of never seen emotions,

And plenty of unheard i love yous which are only yours which are only ours, and me who's only yours and you who's only mine..

Dancing bugs. The population of an old pear-tree. 1870. Book cover.

“One never reaches home, but where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.”