Jessica

“Maybe in order to understand sex fully/one has to risk being destroyed by it.”
― Sharon Olds

“She floats upon the river of his thoughts.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Voices of the Night

“Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,
When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives,
Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,
But never will be sung to us again,
Is they remembrance. Now the hour of rest
Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling: it is best.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow