Like Passionate Lips
There are
So many positions of
Love:
Each curve on a branch,
the thousand different ways
Your eyes can embrace us,
The infinite shapes your
Mind can draw,
The spring
Orchestra of scents,
The currents of light combusting
Like passionate lips,
The revolution of Existence's skirt
Whose folds contain other worlds,
Your every sign that falls against
His inconceivable
Omnipresent
Body.
(Hafiz)
A Good Day to Die.
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A Day in the Life. A month or so ago, after nearly 10 years working at
building elephant up, twice (first as a magazine, then online) I burnt out.
I’ve had...
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