Oh how the heart bends And summer, he sends A sky that refuses to die With the weeds of the sea That wrap round our knees And a sun too hot to go down
You come around
What the Snowman Learned About Love Stars
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First, to let go of life. In the end, to take a step without feet; to regard this world as invisible, and to disregard what appears to be the self.
Heart, I said, what a gift it has been to enter this circle of lovers, to see beyond seeing itself, to reach and feel within the breast.
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