February 2012
20 posts
shesanargonaut:
I want to kiss the stitches in your wrist, the ones you’ve sewn with ivory thread.
I want to watch your eyes turn black, the color disappearing from your skin.
I want to tell you every secret that I’ve ever kept, the kind that haunt you in your fragile sleep.
I want to let you know I love you, even when your heart is fading, weaker than your will to speak.
I just want your skin,
every single piece of it,
covered by my lips.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been...
– Galway Kinnell (via vaginajpower)
Do you really love me? means, Will you accept me in process? Will you embrace...
– Angela Thomas (via newanddifferentsun)
When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a...
– Paulo Coelho | The Alchemist (via blogut)
In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
– Paul McCartney, “The End” (via imfantasyparade)