I don’t just want Your heart I want your flesh, Your skin And blood and bones, Your voice, your thoughts Your pulse And most of all your Fingerprints, Everywhere. Nothing is more criminal Than love, It steals hours from The day, Dreams from my head, The sun From the sky, Perhaps it shone today, I don’t recall, I distilled all your words And made my own climate.
Isobel Thrilling ~ Lover (via agracefulnymph)
















