Between the shadow and the soul
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. Sonnet Xvii by Pable Neruda -mL- Kaylee Headpiece for The 24…coming September 11th -mL- Kaylee… Read More Between the shadow and the soul