Possessive love arrives, it locks the door behind it and settles in forever, always predictable.
Love arrives, it leaves its luggage by the door, in case worse comes to worst, but it still undresses.
Passion arrives, first it lights a hundred candles, then pulls the door off its hinges and breaks the windows. Leaves everything, everything to the care of the wind.
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Arto Melleri 1956-2005, Finnish poet and writer.
On Tiffany Creek 
This is stunning!
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Thank you, Lucie! I am happy to be able to publish Arto Melleri’s beautiful poem. It also resonated with me.
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