~ VIRGINIA WOOLF, A ROOM OF ONE’S OWN (via
Inga Nemirovskaia MA Collection 2014
the only evidence leftof the fading dayrested below wild cloudsand i think my eyesgave my secret awayas the sun silently sunk belowyou sunk yourself into parts of mei thought no one would ever goand when the light crept back aboveyou were the only part of methat i seemed to still know.