September 23, 2006







The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere
They’re in each other all along.




Poem: Untitled

Poet: Rumi

Photgraph: Erotic02

Photographer: rattusnorwegius

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One Response to “Rumi-Untitled”

  1. Oh Beloved,
    take me.
    Liberate my soul.
    Fill me with your love and
    release me from the two worlds.
    If I set my heart on anything but you
    let fire burn me from inside.

    Oh Beloved,
    take away what I want.
    Take away what I do.
    Take away what I need.
    Take away everything
    that takes me from you.

    Thank you Kim

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