irresistible impossibility

..And I hope you’ll forgive my cross-finger rebuke of this zombified resurrection, this craven, staggering halfling. It’s just that I still remember you as the nameless emotion that the torn-paper poets violate the stars and galaxies to find; it’s just that I still think of you as the back-alley stabbing, the warm-crimson forgiveness, the irresistible impossibility of love, personified.

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  1. Forgiven…and such powerful imagery. That you are able to describe forgiveness with such passion, is testament to your ability to craft such beauty from so few words.

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