As these have been the crimes of my passion; surrealistic sensualities, intimate illusions & other misdemeanors of love, lust, loss & longing *
"In order to know virtue, we must acquaint ourselves with vice. Only then can we know the true measure of a man."
- The Marquis de Sade -
If I could have been all that you wanted - all the time.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
The shape of a heart
What then are the contours of love – Except the reassuring circumference of your soft asylum. Just as our embrace is like an ocean without shores that we are two souls with one will - To love.
What then are the contours of love –
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