What can I do with my happiness?
How can I keep it,
conceal it,
bury it
where I may never lose it?
I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain,
gather it up with lace and silk,
and press it over myself again.
- Anaïs Nin
From Henry & June
What can I do with my happiness?
How can I keep it,
conceal it,
bury it
where I may never lose it?
I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain,
gather it up with lace and silk,
and press it over myself again.
- Anaïs Nin
From Henry & June