To love and frighten you

April 8, 2017

Diary 8th April

“I simply love that tinge of Botticellian pink, that raw rose about the lips, those wet, matted eyelashes…”

Oh, so do I, Mr Nabokov. So do I.


I have raped my inner soul
And given it, naked, to you,
Since my warm mouth and arms
might love and frighten you.

Anne Sexton says it all; there’s nothing left to be said on the subject.


Yesterday was a day full of sun. We went to Dartmoor for lunch (at Two Bridges), and walked beside the river in blazing sunshine. Wonderful.

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