and i loved her


and i loved her, all of her, for how i watched her crawl beneath my skin and into my soul, and i loved her, all of her, for how she would glide over my dark fields and leave trails of roses left to grow. and i loved her, all of her, for how she devoured me whole and made sense of all of my bones... but most of all, i loved her, all of her, for healing my pieces and guiding them all back home.


Artist: Gustav Klimt


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