“Close your eyes and go to sleep, for if I die and never wake.. never let your bed shake so thunderously as it does when we have sex so wonderously. Never let another man kiss your neck sweet and cute, and never let anyone else sit with you while you poop.. cause it is me and me only in the light and the dark, so let it be until death do us part.”

I’m laying down for sleep but if I shan’t open my eyes by the sunrise then let a smile touch your lips and know that I loved you until my demise - eUë

Tu non l'hai mai saputo

Realmente come è andata,

Quanto dolore ho provato a nascondere sempre

dietro ogni risata.

“…nothing mattered, save that she should exist, and that he should love her. Some words of these reflections were uttered aloud, and it happened that among them were the words, ‘I love her.’ It was the first time that he had used the word ‘love’ to describe his feelings; madness, romance, hallucination — he had called it by these names before; but having, apparently by accident, stumbled upon the word ‘love,’ he repeated it again and again with a sense of revelation.” — Ralph Denham

Night And Day; Virginia Woolf

“But after some time,” he says. “You quit caring about other people.”

“Not always,” I react, “not always. At least not when you are still in love with them.”

- Arshad Shaikh // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #2

Mutluluk elinin erişebileceği çiçeklerden bir demet yapma sanatıdır.

B.Goddar

Always in my heart @Harry_styles. Yours sincerely, Louis.

Wenn man Jemanden blind vertraut und dieses Vertrauen dann missbraucht wird, war es trotzdem kein Fehler zu vertrauen. Der Fehler liegt bei der Person, die dein Vertrauen missbraucht hat.

Und es gibt keinen Grund Jemanden nicht zu vertrauen, der dich nie enttäuscht hat.

“It’s the women that aren’t unusually attractive that are hiding the wild fires of Shangra-La, any lady that wears makeup can be pretty.. give me the unexplored regions of a woman that never had a chance to open up emotionally any day. That is where the true gold lies, not between her thighs.. I want to know you from the inside alright but in your mind. There’s so many women that are hot and they know it, so every guy is hitting on them.. give me a nice smile, some eye contact, warm hugs, and a great personality any day. That’s where the real worth is, anybody can fuck.. but can you fuck holes into my heart and impregnate my soul..”

I didn’t mean to cuss there, I went a little overboard but the gist is that a body will wither and melt away, what is inside of it is what will be sitting next to you in 40 years and you will quite probably be having a lot less snap, crackle, and pop.. so you will want to have someone to talk to that likes you for you orrrrr there will be a LOT of silence - eUë

I know a lot of love poems people write are about romance, but I also enjoy writing love poems about friendship. Anything I write related to romance is from my mind since it has never happened to me yet, at least not outside my imagination, but there have been very real instances of friendship I have experienced that I consider just as important and intimate in a different kind of way.

Originally posted by zamankaybolmaz

“The way your hand strokes across my back just sets me at peace, ease.. it makes me fall in love with you all over again.”

It’s so fuggin true.. your hands must be made of pillows cause I just want to lay all over you - eUë

“If you were yellow, you’d be my fav color.. if I wanted a beer, you would be the parlor but a lot closer to my home.. if I were lonely, you would be alone. But I tell you one thing I don’t like, is when you aren’t on the back of my bike..”

Shush now peter piper, cause I picked a peck of pickled peppers - eUë

Wet dreams

Today I think that insomnia is not the lack of counting sheep, but the indecency of imagining you without any wool, in those nights of wet dreams.

I am not to blame as I imagine you, it is your fault to bribe my mind by thinking of yourself in that peculiar way that you also imagine of me.

You have all the numbers so that you are my most graceful prize …

To touch me" that will be lucky … where? … choose, you decide, my body is yours.

I dream to live, but I also live to dream.

Jordi Etresi

Sueños húmedos

Hoy pienso que los insomnios no son la falta de contar ovejas, sino la indecencia de imaginarte a ti sin nada de lana, en esas noches de sueños húmedos.

Yo no tengo la culpa de como te imagino, la culpa es tuya de sobornar a mi mente al pensarte de esa manera tan peculiar que también imaginas de mi.

Tienes todos los números para que seas tu mi premio mas agraciado…

“De tocarme” eso si será tener suerte…¿donde? … escoge, tu decides, mi cuerpo es tuyo.

Yo sueño para vivir, pero también vivo para soñar.

Jordi Etresi

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-17/8/2019 todos los derechos reservados.

I wanted a simple romance…

I got love, with a little romance, and no simplicity.

-Quantum Bliss

“The way you jut out your hip a bit when you are concentrating and when you are irritated is priceless..”

I love small things about you like that, don’t know if I’m the only one but whatever.. there it is, heh heh - eUë

“When I’m holding your hands in front of my face and I kiss them one last time before letting them go.. THAT.”

You always have to kiss them just one more time - eUë

Tekrarı yoktur bazı şeylerin … hayat gibi aşk gibi ömür gibi… tekrarı olmayan şeyler için birbirinizi üzmeyin gidin ve boynuna sarılın…

You only know that an angel has touched you when in a second your soul takes the flight that sorrows have denied it !

“You know what’s hot?? My heart next to yours like a smoking gun, cause you know we are going to kiss..”

When you are near me, there’s definitely some kissing going on, haha - eUë