The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.
Call it a kiss, but I want to dip my fingers into a dark wine and paint your lips red and let it drip down your neck. I want to cup your wet chin and raise the goblet of your fine wine mouth to mine. I want to drink from you until we taste the same.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Rainer Maria Rilke