that chapter is over now, but i still like to go back and reread it from time to time
//back for you
She kissed me, harder than before;
The softness of her lips reverberated through my soul, an earthquake of atoms and carbon, as she sent a fire across my being;
Her breath, softer than the rain filled breeze, grazed my skin and whispered lust in my ears as she scratched desire into my blood; as the tips of your nails deeper and deeper into the flesh of my back, as she searched for god in my body and heaven my eyes.
The quickening of her heart was a lullaby, an angelic humming quoting the scriptures of avarice;
More, more, more.
Her heat is as a fire that could burn the sun and then she lies in my arms damp like a flower in dew, a rose washed in spring.
No one has touched me as tenderly nor claimed me so brutally as she has;
No one has loved me the way she does. And my soul has ached for her touch ever since.
// Michael Perseus
AND JESUS CHRIST IF I COULD FIND THE BLOWN OUT STARS I’D CREATE THE BEGINNING OF STORIES OF GODS AND GOLD BEGINNING TO END MIDDLE TO AFTER THE BLACK HOLE ERUPTING IN MY CHEST WOULD STILL HAVE A GALAXY AROUND IT INSTEAD ALL I CAN FIND IS LEFT OVER STARDUST AND DEBRIS OF SOMETHING SHORT LIVED WHEN I THOUGHT IT WOULD LAST A LIFE TIME NOW I UNDERSTAND WHEN THEY TOLD ICARUS DON’T YOU FLY TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN DO YOU FUCKING HEAR YOURSELF? ALL IT IS NOW IS DARK AND COLD THE BURNING OF MY SKIN PASSION AND FURY WAS SO MUCH BETTER THAN QUIET AND ALONE SCARED AND TORN IF I COULD BURN FOR A THOUSAND YEARS I WOULD DO IT OH HOW I WOULD DO IT JUST TO KNOW THE SUFFERING HAD A PURPOSE A MEANING FOR THE BLACK HOLE IN MY CHEST
Me sentía de cierta forma... sola aún así teniendolo todo.
-Babijg-
𝒜 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔
The sun needs the moon, like I do you.
The prey can always depend on the predator, like we stay true.
We keep this cycle goin and flowin like our beautiful 4 seasons do.
I pull strength from the roots, and you give it the balance;
like plants in the morning balance drops from the cold fresh dew.
Let’s stay afloat in this oh so flawed boat, I made mistakes before so I know fasho we could cope.
You the eye to my storm and muse to all of my art forms.
A beautiful mind to be in a world full of sneaks and sheep’s.
My safe place, My balance, my peace.
A fraction of me resides in you,
but the remains are still yours to keep.
Life is so bland and boring if we’re just stuck to our society’s prudish ways. But too chaotic if we’re not careful. There’s gotta be a healthy balance.
There has to exhausting nights in your 30s after you put your kids to bed and feel the weight of the world but also sweet entropy when you decide to rent a snowball machine on a hot summer day and have fun.
There has to be tenderly kisses in the rain but also ravaging ones that’ll make you rip my clothes after we make up from a fight.
Dammit if life isn’t all that then what’s the point of me living against my wish
"Her desire drips like the honey of a trillion bees and when she's mad, well.. they sting."
When she's happy, she drips so sweet.. but when she is angry, your doom has been bequeath - eUë - #yadirf on Saturday night
Nothing Else Will Matter
Nothing else will matter in the whole world, when the time comes
that you finally make me feel like I’m worth something more
than just crumbs and pieces of nothing but mold,
The things people hate.
The mold that people use bleach to remove,
I just make them sick when they breathe me in
Nothing else will matter,
When you show me that you are different
That you love everything about me,
The parts that I hate
-Moonchild’s Poetry
O mundo vai mal,mas se você for bem,ele melhora.
Pra Você Que Teve Um Dia Ruim 🌷📚
And it is that feeling ... The feeling of loneliness ... The feeling of abandonment ... The feeling that most people feel before they sleep every night ... It is that feeling that makes you sad ... But are you really alone ? Trust me... You are not... You have yourself ... And once you focus on self love and self care ... True love is going to enter your life ... Trust the universe and the universe will bless you with love and abundance ...
You meet people for a reason ... Some of them teach you valuable lessons and leave ... and others stay and build with you a strong connection ...
Que es la felicidad?
Acaso eso existe?
A veces creo que es una construcción social,
Nos hacen creer que existe, para tener algo que perseguir o buscar
pero cuando llegamos, si es que en algun momento sucede,
se pierde, tan rápidamente,
como si solo existiese para hacernos caer mas bajo,
cada vez que somos felices, después somos mas infelices que antes,
es como si fuese un circulo vicioso del cual no podemos salir.
Y siento que
la única escapatoria es morir.
They left you out in the cold ... You loved them ... You had so much hope ... Did they deserve you ? Hell no ... You deserve much better ... Go with the flow ... Focus on you ... Focus on your growth ... They will understand later how wrong they treated you all along ...
he kissed the words from her mouth, only to spit them back at her.
Krishna and Radha within palace gardens. Kishangarh, 19th century.
And sometimes you feel lost ... Other times you feel loved ... Other times you feel that you can change the whole world ...
