A freak but moist flower
tangles my lungs, knits into my heart,
crawls up my throat
and sucks like octopi on my tongue.
- from Anne Sexton’s poem “The Love Plant”
A freak but moist flower
tangles my lungs, knits into my heart,
crawls up my throat
and sucks like octopi on my tongue.
- from Anne Sexton’s poem “The Love Plant”
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The love plant strikes again.
Thank you Gracie. At the beginning, it’s more likely infatuation or lust or curiosity or heightened interest that draws couples together. It can feel a lot like love thouogh…
“And ‘tis my faith that every flower enjoys the air it breathes.”
-from Lines written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth
Mh.. Love. Love is something you need though, if you ask me. At first I kinda thought this was pointed at.. uhm.. ::Sighs.:: I know I haven’t commented here.. I didn’t even realize those pictures changed.. Hehe. But now that I do.. I can look through. Loving more then one is something not many can get into. Difficult. Sometimes.. often, really, there is heartbreak. But.. sometimes the reward is so great that it overbalances anything else.
Katrina: I asked some friends of mine how many times they have been in love. I even wrote a comic about it called Puppy Love (see June 12, 2007). Everyone told me they loved more than one person in their lives. One told me she loved five people. I assumed, in each case, they didn’t mean all at the same time. *grins
i have done that, two women… generally for them to consent to that(both knew of the other) and have serious relationships one will have to be chosen at the expense of the other or the dominant person is left knowing they have no heart(the one with two), luckily for me one turned out to be more insane than i
and wanted me to tell her how to manipulate chemicals… i will leave it at that