• Sophia Aguiñaga


How I do dare love thee, beyond the limits of myself.

Reaching each precipice, darker and blacker than the last, to see you yet still smiling just beyond... and how I leap toward you, my darling, through smoke and confusion and fire and glass.

I leap as if I'd been born to do no less, and no more.

On such soft sand do I land, granular and giving, and my heart is the sea ever doting your shore.


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