“I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm. Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.”
― Pablo Neruda
(Source: opusluxuriae, via mathew-grey)
“I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm. Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.”
― Pablo Neruda
(Source: opusluxuriae, via mathew-grey)