Barbara Trapido | Entwined

"I feel tenderness for him begin to flower like pain. Rinsed and stretched out we lie, our arms entwined. Finally we fall asleep."
Barbara Trapido, The Traveling Hornplayer


  1. beautiful quote, thank you for sharing :)

  2. so lovely! and a lovely blog you have, too!


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