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“i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; i lift my eyes and all is born again.”
ariel: the restored edition // sylvia plath
"desire (25 02 13)"
Date & Time:   Saturday, April 20, 2013, 1:54 AM
Entry:
some people say
love is like
warm milk on a winter day

like the fresh scent of perfume 
a newborn's very first smile
a flower's beautiful bloom

others say
love is like
a rainy day

like a drowned boat
a trap to avoid
a millionaire's gloat

my mind is yet to be made up
on desire and love:
one of life's many hiccups