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[mesogeios]

Your lips are a pink butterfly flying from one word to another i run after them in gardens of silence

Sinan Antoon, Phantasmagoria II (Cairo, June, 2003) from Baghdad Blues (via mesogeios)

[eaurosy]

Like blossoms from the garden of the moon.

Ch’oi Ch’wun, from The Orchid Door; “The Swallows”

[pivovarovah]

“You should love for no reason.”

—  Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via wethinkwedream)

[another-dreamless-daze]

“She tried to summon the mood of the dream, which wasn’t hard, in fact: it clung to her mind like a delicate perfume.”

— Philip Pullman, from ‘The Book of Dust: Volume Two; The Secret Commonwealth’ (via derangedrhythms)

[proseccoandprose]

A.F. Vandevorst Fall 2006