not skywalker

my name is anika. a-nick-a. not a-neek-a ... and yes, people HAVE told me before that it's like annikin skywalker. but i'm not.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Two Love Poems I Have Loved For A Long Time:

Symptoms of True Love
Love is a universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.

Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;

Are omens and nightmares,
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a song:
For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For searching look.

Take courage, lover!
Can you endure such grief
At any hand but hers?
~Robert Graves
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You Fit Into Me
You fit into me
like a hook into an eye
A fish hook
An open eye
~Margaret Atwood

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