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Moonlight

"But like love
the archers
are blind

Upon the green night,
the piercing saetas
leave traces of warm
lily.

The keel of the moon
breaks through purple clouds
and their quivers
fill with dew.

Ay, but like love
the archers
are blind!"

Garcia Lorca

Take Me With You

“We never live; we are always in the expectation of living.”

Voltaire

Cold

“There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.”

Oscar Wilde

Together

“Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.”

Milan Kundera