[chupachups]

Seraphim slip dress by Dark in love

[hel7l7]

I feel like I keep doing everything wrong

[sunsbleeding]

[wedarkacademia]

- Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)

[thoughtkick]

“Why do we close our eyes when we pray, when we cry, when we kiss, when we dream; because the most beautiful things in our life are not seen but felt only by the heart.”

— Unknown

[deviika]

Jamie Varon

[adrasteiax]

“Then she said, If someone killed you would you want to come back for revenge? No, I said, I’d rather come back to the people I loved. What if you came back to someone and they’d forgotten you? she said I’d tell them I loved them anyway, I said,”

— Marie Howe, from Adaptation in “Magdalene: Poems”

[xgmh9x]

And if you love, love their darkness too, not just their light.

[heavensghost]

Poetry by Amrita chakraborty ( @sunrisesongs )

[shisasan]

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟺, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟼 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[soracities]

“As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.”

— Wendy Cope, excerpt of “From June to December” (A Summer Villanelle)

[maryolive]

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

[okay]

People are people

[luvwish]

things to cherish — an expression through color, by stefyloret

[97-86]

I want to be the person you can’t get enough of

[mrcheyl]

[primulaceas]

Rainer Maria Rilke, "The Prodigal Son." The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Stephen Mitchell)