𝖒𝖎𝖆

𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔶/𝔬, 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔰 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔨

[enamouredpoet-deactivated202205]

“a beauty neither of fine colour nor long eyelash, nor pencilled brow, but of meaning, of movement, of radiance. then her soul sat on her lips, and language flowed.”

Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

[deadpoet-skull]

- best thing one told me/ i do write good but i still can't spit out words to describe his face/