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[nixscriptum]

[inkpressedpetals]

[be-artistic-deactivated20230306]

[neverlasting-letters]

You step back

To watch the sand

Fall

From the glass moon.

You sink to the Seabed,

Packed tight

With stories and bliss.

Yet you watch smiles

Never quite meet eyes.

The holy water

Will stop at your hand.

To call creator, to be blessed by raconteur’s eyes.

[nixscriptum]

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

"Why don't you come into the garden? There are a lot of things I want to tell you."

— Xu Xu, from “Bird Talk,” Bird Talk and Other Stories: Modern Tales of a Chinese Romantic (Stone Bridge Press, 2020)

[adropofhumanity]

[kooler-king]

[planetmagic]

[originalromanticsir]

The thing about me is, that I'm vocal and touchy.

And you will always know

that you belong.

[iiumz]

[lunamonchtuna]

— Rati Saxena, from a poem titled "Mountain Nights," featured in Not a muse : the inner lives of women: a world poetry anthology (via lunamonchtuna)

[alice-down-the-rabbbit-hole-dea]

[overclassy]

[caruccio]

“If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders”

[caruccio]

My Cam 📸

[caruccio]