Dysfunctional Curiousity

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[quaintobsessions]

Indulgence

You’ve left your cold traces all over May. It’s been nearly two years since you wove down the street smelling every single bloom on every single rose you met.

It looks strange now, you said, but nothing will look strange when I’m gone.

Storms took the spreading creeper down; leaves tap the lower window. Roses sweet with aniseed, with peach, with the hollow beneath your ear, stand drenched and wild.

You’ve left your cold traces all over me. It’s been nearly two years. What comes after magical thinking, after rain catching your throat beneath bare skies? The heart

looks strange now, you said, your thumb pressed into petals, but it’s strong.

[manboro]

[cumsumedbyhim]

So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me, because I, too, am fluent in silence.

- R. Arnold

[makeloveoutofwords]

I may not always offer

the most brilliant of advice,

but I do have all these tunnels

beneath this skin

for you to bury your emotions in,

or a vast open shore

where the sea used to reside within

made vacant to fill

all of your tears

and your stormy uproar,

All this in case your soul

needs some little unfolding,

and even so,

so much more . . .

[makeloveoutofwords]

Writing on an epitaph

in replace of the canvas,

perhaps only then will

these words, be of curse.

[sparkandashes]

What goes unwished,

Safely stays in the heart,

Bound and buried,

Never spoken to the stars,

And yet the heaven knows,

Even what remains untold.

-Sparkandashes via tumblr // “what goes unwished ”

[unexpected-rambling-deactivated]

We won’t be apart,

We just won’t be together.

Forever, my love.

- memoirs-of-a-fool // Eternal Sacrifice

[sparkandashes]

We won’t be silent,

We would just never talk,

In words, anymore.

Sparkandashes via tumblr

[nrhartauthor]

Sweet surrender 🎀 the anticipation of him 🔥 ©2020 The Last of the Romantics

#nrhart

[sparkandashes]

I wonder what do you mean when you say you love someone? Is it their face you like or is it their soul that you fall for? I mean I don’t understand what do people mean when they say they are in love with a person, basically are they in love with the way they look or the way they feel? By the way, I am sorry if appearance is the only thing you look for in a person because hearts matter more than the masks. Souls matter more than the faces.

[sleepy-nostalgia]

me yesterday

[sparkandashes]

How difficult it is to find a human who feels everything as intensely as you do, not everybody understands that.

[wnq-writers]

“I am silent because there’s a storm inside me that does not let me speak.”

— Www.sparkandashes.tumblr.com 

[johnmarkgreenpoetry-deactivated]

“Her Vice”