soft And softer still

you say: we cannot look upon Love's face without dying, so we face each other to see Love's look.

[metamorphesque]

Stephen Abel Sinding, To Mennesker (Two Lovers)

[cloudswamp]

a lover’s discourse, roland barthes

[sacredwhores]

Natalia Motuzko - The Voice of Grass (1992)

[toiich]

Twin Peaks (1990-1991)

[soracities]

"Failing Better: A Conversation with Ocean Vuong" interviewed by Viet Thanh Nguyen for LA Review of Books (2019) [ID'd]

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

In the Mood for Love (Wong Kar-Wai, 2000)

[hellagross]

[road0flife]

[kosmogrl]

you can be having the worst day of your life yet when you look outside the sun has never been brighter

[kosmogrl]

the world doesn’t end even when we think it does

[havingapoemwithyou]

Almond Blossom by Fiona Benson

[havingapoemwithyou]

Then by Muriel Rukeyser

[matchagirl]

“the kiss,” at pedra furada in brazil, c. 10,000bc

[ronandreams]

erin lecount, sweet fruit

[angelicdewdrop]

Carl Jung

[exitwound]

ursula k leguin, the left hand of darkness

im starting a collection

[petaltexturedskies]

Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source, it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of natural death. Every lover could be brought to trial as the murderer of his own love. When something hurts you, saddens you, I rush to avoid it, to alter it, to feel as you do, but you turn away with a gesture of impatience and say: "I don’t understand."

Anaïs Nin, from The Four-Chambered Heart

[matchagirl]