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Kiana Khansmith

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@moonchildphoenix
“She is a beautiful piece of broken pottery, put back together by her own hands. And a critical world judges her cracks while missing the beauty of how she made herself whole again.”
— J.M. Storm
I crave the most innocent parts of a relationship. Like holding hands and forehead kisses and being able to tell someone how much I absolutely adore them.
Anne Sexton, from “Iron Hans.”
* whispered breaths *
I want to lightly
caress the edges
of your obscure soul
kiss the pieces of your being
that you keep secret
and hidden
from the
outside world
I want to touch you
with great intent
pour myself into your heart
sculpt into your crevices
to complete your soul
as you do mine
I want to feel your skin
upon my own
to know the way your
breath sounds
when my lips quicken it
I want to feel your heartbeat
when I whisper
all that you mean to me
in your ears
I want to curl myself
into you
for my body seeks
the comfort of your warmth
as you share your deepest thoughts
the remembrance of our love story
the beauty
upon your lips
of words
you place softly
against my skin
like lullabies
for it is,
your touch
your words
your embrace
that is like fingerprints
upon my soul
never
to be erased
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“Mental illness is like fighting a war where the enemy’s strategy is to convince you that the war isn’t actually happening.”
— Unknown
I just want to be surrounded by so much love in my life. And not just relationships. Love for my job, my home, the stars, the sunsets, the place I live where ever in the world that is. I want to experience love in all forms
whats your type?
Fictional men written by women.
Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.
“Everything you want is on the other side of fear.”
— Jack Canfield
Mystical Moon 🌙✨