“ Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. ” — Sarah Williams

“ I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue. ” — Pablo Neruda

“ I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my eyes and all is born again. ” — Sylvia Plath