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She's a Leo with seven piercings, three tattoos and astigmatism who studies Nihongo on Saturdays, shuts her brain off on Sundays and for the rest of the week tries to make all her dreams come true.

You conclude: “Do you want to kiss me?”

I turn my face away while my eyes furtively peek at your lips.

Litotes, Eileen R. Tabios

“Come here.” The voice is like rain: indifferent to what it wets. How confident you are about me! (The Lucidity of Detachment, Eileen Tabios)

Bulacandia, 06.24.12

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“What can I do now that we shall never be strangers?”
Enheduanna, Eileen Tabios
unrequited is a bladed word

unrequited is owned and operated
unrequited is so much more pretty than unwanted
unrequited is the moving story of a love that wasn’t meant to be
unrequited is a crushing yoke; but if you see love as a game…

unrequited is the worst state to be aware of
unrequited is a damp match at the worst possible time
unrequited is something that crops up in your songs
unrequited is all i see

unrequited is star
unrequited is a different story
unrequited is a tune that reminds me of time spent in geneva
unrequited is a two part invention for piano

unrequited is an acute tension that worked baudelaire to the bone
unrequited is a bladed word
unrequited is underscored with both rumbling bass baritones and lilting vocals
unrequited is quelled

unrequited is so meltingly done
unrequited is my longing for a name i dare not say
unrequited is far more important then what is
unrequited is up to the gentle reader

unrequited is the saddest love of all
unrequited is not annulled simply by graciousness
unrequited is always worth cherishing
unrequited is not love

Eileen Tabios