February 2012
99 posts
Anais Nin
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
heart of gold
I want to live,
I want to give
I’ve been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It’s these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.
If you’d accept surrender, I’ll give up some more
Weren’t you adored
“they act out his fantasy of ignorant armies clashing by night, and it is warfare—sexual aggression and retreat and battles joined”
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