work in progress

“a star a tree and the longing in between”

"'I have led a toothless life,' he thought. 'A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on--and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What's to be done?'"

“You are silk, red silk. You are a net of misinterpretations; your beauty is like no other. Among all pale flowers, you are a rose. A white, transparent rose with wet, teary petals. I love the way you preserve such admirable capacity of observing other people’s solitude including your own. What helps you to live is not life itself but something far greater and untouchable. You live with yourself without censoring the rest of the world; altogether, my dear, you are an endangered species. Yet you need no saving. You are a lifeguard of own your mind. Imagine the rarity of that!”