Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text

Maxime Maufra (1861-1918) - Jardin fleuri au rhododendron
Oil on canvas. Painted in 1905.
28.75 x 39.4 inches, 73 x 100 cm. Estimate: €12,000-15,000.
Sold Thierry-Lannon, Brest, France, 26 April 2025 for €12,000 + B.P.
192 notes
·
View notes
Text

It's my 12 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
0 notes
Text
Lone wolf
You're eyes are like symbol of the wolf
Alone howling at the moon
To search for the true love
With the one and only soulmate
To connect once again
To stop the time
As the lips connect in one
To seal the destiny of two bodies
That once were paralyzed in the hopeless void.
0 notes
Text
Gentle touch
A soft spring breeze
- in the night
it strokes my cheeks.
The silent calm
makes me close my eyes
and kisses me.
It brings me to everywhere
and connects me
to another me.
The breeze whispers the secrets
about no time existing
about us vibrating.
And when the kiss deepens
I can see it all,
I can wake up peacefully.
0 notes
Text
Ženy čarodějky
Za temného vytí vlkodlaků,
za horka ohně,
tančily nahé ženy,
jásaly bohyně.
Za čarodějnice muži je měli,
za děvky Satanovy,
souložící s Ďáblem,
vzdychající za úplňku.
Přesto ale svobodné duše to byly,
jako Lilith a Hékaté,
ženství své slavily,
svobodu demonstrovaly.
0 notes
Text




Busy bee
#myphotography#busybee#bee on bloom#spring nature#spring tree#apple tree#amateurphotography#spring vibes
0 notes
Text
"My name is Marx. And I've seen machines giving humankind back their land. Just a little part of it so we could live in a symboisis. But then it all started over again. And we had to go back."
0 notes
Text




Baby sakura 🌸
#myphotography#photography#nature#hipster#indie#my photography#sakura tree#sakura#spring vibes#spring spring spring#spring nature
4 notes
·
View notes
Text






Spring morning 💮
0 notes
Text
The Great Rite
Blackeyed man has approached me outside the deep lucid dream so we could fulfil the prophecy.
Our lips crashed into each others black snakes wrapped around my wrists and flames swallowed my clothes.
He put a vial filled with blood around neck of mine so we could intensily dance with the hell licks forming into circle divine.
Beautiful screams has been carried through the air, irises turning crystal white until completed was The Great Rite.
0 notes
Text
Dotek Jitřenky
Všechno utichlo,
všechno zůstalo v pohybu
a nejkrásnější ze všech padlých
znenadání objevil se.
Že utrpení zbaví mě,
že pravou lásku mi ukáže
a k pravému prý procitnutí
stačí jeden polibek.
Desítky černých hadů připlazilo se,
kolem mých rukou, zápěstí a kotníků
jejich těla obmotala se,
aby strachu hlubokého mě zbavili.
Podlehla jsem jehu kouzlu,
princi temnoty - Jitřence takzvané,
a poprvé po té dlouhé době,
temné vášni oddala se.
0 notes
Text


3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Inception
Tonight our lips met, and the embrace tightened into eternal breath.
I remember the skin warmth. I remember the hug tight.
I woke up next, saddened by the end because it was just a dream.
I remember the honest smile. I remember the pair of the bright eyes.
And the friend next to me said: "It was just another dream, sign that you miss love."
I remember the dots in the irises. I remember the first touch.
My eyes tasted the sunlight, nobody was nearby, it was just a dream inside of dream.
1 note
·
View note
Text





Spring 24; I.
1 note
·
View note
Text
In-between
I see his eyes everywhere, his haunting irises seeking as I fall into the dark waters, our fingers - for a brief moment - touch.
Before I drown in the water and the clocks are loudly ticking, as I suffocate on the lack of light, he jumps in to save me.
The dark aura turns violet, and the world turns upside down, as we stuck in-between until he rescue me.
1 note
·
View note