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, October 9, 2011
Awakening
Is it not the radiance of the dawn which stings my weary eyes, but the passing of yester-eve’s touch that I tremble like the leaves with light
Is it not the radiance of the dawn
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