#idilliaca

And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week how many secrets can you keep?

love the broken ones.

I could fall for him, but I know well enough to catch myself. / beautiful friends /

Stay with me, just say yes.

But we too young, heads too strong to bear the weight of these lover’s eyes.

idilliaca