"in front of my mother and my sisters, i pretend love is cheap and vulgar.i act like it’s a sin–i..."

“in front of my mother and my sisters,

i pretend love is cheap and vulgar.

i act like it’s a sin–

i pretend that love is for women on a dark path.

but at night i dream of a love so heavy

it makes my spine throb–

i dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water.”

- Salma Deera, “salt”  (via talkingoutsoft)