We lay down, and the pain let up.
We embraced, and the pain let go:
No more scalding regrets,
no scorching remorse
that oppressed the soul,
that weighed like a stone on the heart.
You, on top of me, heavy, immense,
and I, feeling so light."
— “[We lay down and the pain let up]” by Vera Pavlova, in If There is Something to Desire, trans. Steven Seymour