in bloom (new on flickr) it’s been a while since i’ve posted something here...these days you’ll find more of what i do on my facebook page and on instagram. let’s meet there! :)
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in bloom (new on flickr) it’s been a while since i’ve posted something here...these days you’ll find more of what i do on my facebook page and on instagram. let’s meet there! :)
Pure Ireland by Sandra Bazan on Flickr.
Spring makes us sleepy. So let’s sleep. We are apart, but separation can be healed by sleeping. Perhaps we may meet each other in a dream.
Marina Tsvetaeva, Bride Of Ice: New Selected Poems (via poemusicoffee)
I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart. <3
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"People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don't find myself saying, "Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner." I don't try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds." - Carl R. Rogers
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Cara Harman
Morning Blues (set 2), 2014
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Film Photo By: Pedrot Terrinha
Crashing on the shore
Contax 139Q, Kodak Portra 160
since there was a hurricane, we decided to stay in today his808life.
We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river — we could feel the weight of each other’s stones.
Simon van Booy, from “Conception,” The Secret Lives of People in Love: Stories (via lifeinpoetry)
morning light from my private digs this week in the bay
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Is love a wound which deepens as it dreams?
Erica Jong, from “The Evidence,”Half-Lives (as seen in Becoming Light: Poems New and Selected)