Lo Chou Maya

Head of lotus flowers and mud / /wandering poet / / For the ascent, for satori

[loschultz]

My little love (that bites)

[loschultz]

We made it to Waikiki!

[loschultz]

One electric engine, a water bottle half full of rum, bean burritos,Hawaiian tunes, a paddle and two friends on the sea is the way I like to be.

[loschultz]

I can live without you, your basket of stars, but I don't like to.

[thelovejournals]

Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.

Emery Allen (via thelovejournals)

How is it so after all this time?

[loschultz]

With the moon in my eyes, I tell you I'll be fine.

[loschultz]

From worry to carefree in five miles.

[loschultz]

Endless prayers.

[loschultz]

I'll never stop loving you and wondering why you left.

[loschultz]

Tell him you love him before it's too late.

[loschultz]

Not a bad day for a protest.

[loschultz]

We all dance slow.

[luthienne]

I adore your courage, the pain it engenders, the struggle you carry in yourself. I adore your terrifying sincerity.

Henry Miller, in a note to Anaïs Nin, featured in Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939 (via luthienne)

[thelovejournals]

She loves you, you know? She’s just afraid of losing you, so she holds you far away. Funny how we are, isn’t it?

Pierce Brown, Morning Star (via wnq-writers)

[loschultz]

Shopping in Richmond

[loschultz]

Things that set me free

[theclassicsreader]

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

Pablo Neruda, from “Love Sonnet XI” (via theclassicsreader)