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Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “Walking Home”

“Do you remember when we first met? I thought I had wandered into a dream.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

rage and tenderness existing simultaneously in the same body

DITTOOO ;u; <3

if i set my teeth into the flesh of your arm and rest there know that i do not mean to tear it away only to latch myself onto you in some more permanent way

i feel your blood on my tongue but do not fear the hunger in my eyes i am a wild thing at best and my love is a violent guest

∞