g (infinite hope)

ever thine, ever mine, ever ours

[vexheart]

[swanrisings]

[swanrisings]

[swanrisings]

[swanrisings]

pick me apart

and love me bare—

allow me to reach into your brain

configuring your endless mysteries.

i want you.

oh god, i want you.

[swanrisings]

[swanrisings]

close is not close enough.

my body clings to yours like it is it’s missing piece—

i desire nothing more than to be indistinguishable from you.

[feral-ballad]

Rati Saxena, ed. by Kate Rogers and Viki Holmes, from Not a Muse: The Inner Lives of Women: A World Poetry Anthology; "Mountain nights"

[Text ID: “Last night / there was a dream / And / In the dream? You / You / You / And / Only you”]

[sunsbleeding]

[swanrisings]

Stop looking at me like that, with pity in your glassy eyes.

All I am to you is a tragedy, right?

Stop it.

Stop fucking looking at me like that.

Do you hear me?

[swanrisings]

[swanrisings]

In my dreams you have the desire to know me. You want to pick apart my mind and understand how it works. And then I wake up and you don’t care all that much.

[wordsintheattic-deactivated2024]

“I resent the sun, the way it kisses your skin. That should be me. That should be me.”

— Greg Santora