queerlybeloveds Uncategorized February 12, 2018 1 Minute I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy. Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, X (1887) Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by queerlybeloveds View all posts by queerlybeloveds Published February 12, 2018