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"how rare, two lovers scribbling away,
admiring each other’s words in privacy."

- Maxine Kumin, Sonnets Uncorseted (via word-digest)

"someday i’ll reshape your shattered pieces, melt down all the pieces that you’re spilling into my palms and rebuild the shores of your heart. someday i’ll tear all the right colors refracting from the sunlight, trickling through diamonds and repaint your portrait with no signs of ambiguity, no doubt that the curve of your lips, and the sapphire gleam of your eyes is a smile. someday ill know all the ways to recast your laugh with a cascade of piano keys, but for now i’ll just listen for the inspiration, look for the directions in the freckles on your skin."

- Megan Madgwick

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"the white of the eye is a bed frame. the iris is a base for the mattress of the pupil on which a ghost of ourselves rests while we are dreaming."

- Malcolm de Chazal

"she was in a place i couldn’t reach."

- Dark Raven

(Source: dark-raven)

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"how thin the distance made you. in your cheek one day, appeared the true shape of your bone no longer padded. still your mind, alone, explored this emptying intermediate state for what holds and rests were hidden in it."

- Thom Gunn, Lament

"between what is said and not meant
and what is meant and not said
most of love is lost"

- Khalil Gibran 

(Source: larmoyante, via budddha)

"do, i love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you."

- Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

(Source: venula, via myinkstainedpalms)

"…my eyes were drawn to her perfect loveliness. i looked at her, a stranger, and every other breath strained to force its way from my chest. the legends say that the loved one is instantly recognized because she’s loved in every gesture, every expression of thought, every movement, every sound, and every mood that prays in her eyes. the legends say that we know her by her wings - the wings that only we can see - and because wanting her kills every other desire of love."

- Gregory David Roberts (via word-digest)

"no one knows
love:
when she came
there was the whole earth in flame"

- H. D., A Dead Priestess Speaks

(Source: sketchofthepast, via myinkstainedpalms)

"you are all smoke and mirrors - dragging the earth down with your fingertips simply because you no longer can feel the sun."

- Megan Madgwick

"decay,
magnificent decay
overflows
the dead heart
of a sparrow. A livid streak
cuts across
the afternoon sky."

- Zbigniew Machej (Translation by Elzbieta Wojcik- Leese)

(Source: poetryofpoland, via myinkstainedpalms)

"you told me
my eyes were like envelopes—
because they were always
opening
closing
fluttering to the sound
of breaking seals
and ink stained fingertips."

- Joanne Banks

"how thin the distance made you. in your cheek one day, appeared the true shape of your bone no longer padded. still your mind, alone, explored this emptying intermediate state for what holds and rests were hidden in it."

- Thom Gunn, Lament

"someday i will find peace in forgetting you,
and a home in your memory."

- fingers brushing:  

"where do the words go
when we have said them?"

- Margaret Atwood, The Small Cabin