Abeer

“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.”
― Dorothy Parker

“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.”
― Dorothy Parker, Sunset Gun: Poems

“The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.”
― Anais Nin