And so it was I entered the broken world
To trace the visionary company of love, its voice
An instant in the wind (I know not whither hurled)
But not for long to hold each desperate choice.
— Hart Crane —
each letter is truth…
I don’t know how to write love letters.
But I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you.Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed
and is full of beauty…
love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain.
You know, my sky, you rain on me
and I, like the earth, receive you.
— Frida Kahlo —
luna súper…
