#recognizingthevoiceless

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

passion alights my veins...like wildfire eager to ignite the night with every glance aching for delivery, i tremble with desire each breath a scandal...a silent caper in the quiet, our bodies speak in magnitudes words unspoken but known in every touch tranquil, the vessel for our love's blooms where every pause is a promise, a clutch

[heartofmuse]

Love me even if life tries to steal me away from you. Love me in this silence and in the distance that are none of our doing but which we suffer all the same. Love me for my heart only beats your name. Love me without ever harboring doubt in your heart. I am yours from the marrow up and my one true desire is to be in your arms. Love me while you wait. Love me without words and with every breath. Love me till we can be together again. 

e.v.e. (Letters to my love)

[persephoneshellhounds]

Will I ever possess the softness I pretend to have?

— Fray Narte

Gif from: Stealing Beauty (1996) // Dir. Bernardo Bertolucci

[ginadope]

whispering

The white butterflies, those Heart-shaped sweets And my daughter - the one my body betrayed - her precious hands The moment's creatures, all Strands in my braid

I do remember dreams My hair does sometimes Cover my face, and yet Space can only follow time One way, not another So who am I to Keep looking behind

[unmondefou]

Let's fall in love

and live our days

as if they were our last

and as we grow old together

and until the end of life

be assured that to betrayal

I will remain like water to oil

for loyalty is to my nature

as a wolf is to its flock

--- h.harouche

[n-ehpamoi]

And You taught me that maybe, I shouldn't be shaping myself to the expectations of others, just for a morsel of love

And you? You taught me that no one could ever really react to what makes up who I am -- we are all just guessing at the shape and place of all the edges of each other's souls --

And she taught me that the ones that accuse you tend to perpetrate the very things they worry you do --

And the last one, You? Taught me that I can't trust the words "I love you,"

because even when you mean it, believe it with your whole heart, you can be wrong --

and eventually, when you realize, I'll only be left alone again.

Why do lovers have to be lessons?

[theduskproject]

a poem from the "snow pumpkin" series

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[new-battalions]

empathy in c minor pleading can you hear

i'm

in the wrong bath, i stare off like a soliloquy pacing hallways and kitchens i have a voice, somewhere i know but i lost it in the mirror

the Most Capable of sharing songs and art (nothing more)

how do i say to you i'm unwell, sick like a natural spring, without folding my arms, leaning back crossing legs, measuring wingspans

how do I say say say

King Night is here, asking me to be a person when it matters less

How do I function? Buy groceries? Talk on the phone? how do i live in my Name? with it, bastard thing conjoined to my hip radiation and coat racks labelled poetry

I'm breathing a spark of fire that never lights and I am to the rain a dancer interrupting her landing

[wernerherzogshave]

Poem To A Friend

There's something astoundingly tender in how you deny your own softness, it's okay, I get it; there are holes in the sky again, it's another lab-grown season, hard to love but twice as necessary to do so, in light shows and total ambient darkness. You're worth keeping. I'm hitting everything in the house, just trying to make it out alive. I know how this sounds; it isn't your problem; you are careful, patient, quiet, and lovely.

[pelicandensity]

Sorcerer

who says there is no magic in the world the first frost glistens like delicate spray paint shining in the morning sun leaves crunch beneath my feet like crackers bird song still heralds a new day not everyone gets to go south for the winter I stop along the trail and take it all in the quiet whispers of life the elegant beauty of the season the joy of truly being alive all I had to do was let go of that incessant need to keep moving forward and just be in the moment

[dementia7]

steeled.txt

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

if you are not willing to stretch your heart  to fit the things about her that normally would not fit then you know nothing of love, of what is real

do not be afraid to stretch and expand your love your heart has a magic to it, allowing it to envelop  it can except all the good and the bad of her

real love is comprised of both…

[heartofmuse]

I love waking and feeling you in my soul like a river that flows through my being, leaving love everywhere on my shore. You are the smile of my dawn and the prayer of my stars. The bubbling joy of your presence, the oxygen that fills my heart. I feel your life in the flow of mine, and as my heart embraces you, my thoughts kiss you, and my soul blossoms, I murmur a prayer that I may always be held in your arms.

e.v.e.

[memoirofme]

May it taste like wild honey suckles

And feel as soft as petunia petals

This life that you are living.

I wish you light and laughter so real

That your smile reaches your ears

Let the years be kind to you

My Darling.

[ginadope]

Throat, heart, brain Make no mistake - those Baby teeth of his They never stood a chance Against the porcelain of yours

Can you guess how a dream is born? I will bring you some flowers Of my happiest summer The dewy dawn and her treasure Lights like eyes - Sculpt yourself anew Leave doubts in hell

[unmondefou]

I no longer want anything,

not your hand to hold,

because its warmth will not

vanish my cold on the distant horizon,

nor your embrace, because its peace

will not cure my ill sleepless nights,

and nor your smile for my happiness

index will not rise to its fullest extent.

so all I want to do is wander into

the depths of my depression,

for love will not color my insides white.

--- h.harouche