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[omorka]

. . . the fools who poisoned Eros,
who pronounced that the Divine was synonymous with love,
then shook their fingers and said "but not that kind,
not that sort that speaks to blood and bone and gasp of breath,"
who denied that this was love at all, but merely lust,
not only something lesser but something opposed . . .

Comments

[moontyger.livejournal.com]

(I've never found a way to have a good conversation without a partner!)

You just need to practice talking to yourself more! ^_^