I am Wild Child, a Real woman.
I am worth loving.
I am the leaping flame, the glowing coal.
I can be all warmth and desire.
I can burn things clear to start anew.
I can warm your heart or burn your fingers.
Tend me and treat me well and I will warm you
Ignore me or abuse me and I will light your hearth no more.
We can only learn to love by loving. - Iris Mudoch, British writer
Bookmarks