Your gentle breath condensing on my fingers

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Cosimo Galluzzi
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Your gentle breath condensing on my fingers
And where you invest your love, you invest your life.
Personal work - 2019
INCUBATE
The threads of reality are woven thinly, veils of undisclosed paths intertwining with nothingness.
Savour every moment, before the storm hits.
Miguel Hernández, tr. by Robert Bly, from The Selected Poems; “Death,”
In the depths of my soul
by Milamai
Fantasia (1940)
(by blazing_heavens)
Forest fairytale | Louise
Unicorns
More often than not, they would look at her and see a tantalising white mare. They feel a strange pull they cannot explain, all they know is they want to possess her, have her for themselves.
What they fail to see is that she is not a white mare at all. They are gazing right into the face of a unicorn.
The unicorn however would just be satisfied by knowing those who know her.
The Last Unicorn by MagdaPROski
I got struck by this song. I cried to this song, then I danced to this song.
Now, I suppose, I am feeling.