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[firstfullmoon]

“So to talk about trees is to talk about our attachment to them. Our longing for them to be okay. To talk about trees then is also to talk about each other, the ways we are attached to what is living and how much we want it to go on doing just that for as long as possible. It is never only trees, but what binds us together, the trees, the roots, the eternal part of us that is both the seed and the tree.”

— Ada Limón, from Shelter: A Love Letter to Trees

[kohoe]

me and u taking care of each other

[thingsworthsaving]

The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.

-James Baldwin

[roua-poemului]

wanna be his safest space. that’s all.

[mournfulroses]

Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Lou von Salomé written c. January 1912

[midnightinthemagicmicagarden]

Cotton Candy Clouds

Watercolor On Black Cotton Paper

2024, 10"x 14"

Pale Pink Peonies

[mournfulroses]

Linda Gregg, from a poem titled "I Thought on His Desire for Three Days," featured in Chosen by the Lion: Poems

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[monochromatic-april]

Natsume Yuujinchou

Brought together by the wheels of fate 

[godhurts]

Just wanna gently cup his pretty face in my hands and kiss him and kiss him and kiss him and kiss him and kiss him and kiss him and kiss him and

[okkottsus]

Thank you for shattering my ordinary days. Thank you for wanting a future with me. I wonder if there's anything I can do for you. This spring sky is the bluest I've ever seen. I wish I could at least give you that vast sky. No, even better...A cake with lots of whipped cream on top. I bet you'd like that more.

[mojinchiimanga]

[russian-style]

Ivan Myasoedov - Magnolia in Berlin, 1920s 

[mangafascination]

[mournfulroses]

Michael Graves, from Gods & Mortals: Modern Poems on Classics; "Apollo to Daphne,"

[hekate-writes]

"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.

[deluxes]