#for p

[pomegranatepithos]

here on this autumn road—where everything is orange and red

leaves crunch under my feet, and beyond the fence a horse grazes

you would like it here—I think but you are all out of breath now

and the horse runs when I call

** @pomegranatepithos

[aclumsyassortment]

[fromfareastandsouth]

I’m the kind of lover who will want to know everything about you.

Like the way your lips move when you talk. Count every mole you have on your face. What breakfast you like. The way you smell. Or the way you play with kids. The sound of your laugh and your moan. The way you describe the stars, or your favorite book. Hear you talk about your dreams and life goals. And other little things about you, that even you might not notice.

It probably sound silly or weird, but I just wanna know who you truly are and love it all. The good, and even the bad.

[madamwhynot]

Poseidon and Amphitrite. Ancient Roman fresco (50-79 d.C.), Pompeii, Italy.

[pomegranatepithos]

do you remember that flip phone that looked like a turtle if i wasn’t careful I’d hang up on you—but you always called back

i remembered it this morning after i heard the news and thought i should have tried harder to keep the connection

** @pomegranatepithos

[madamwhynot]

All we hear is corona virus and I am just here going through one of the most special moments of a young person's life. Just rented my first home together with the love of my life!

Counting my blessings in the middle of this pandemic mess.

[fromfareastandsouth]

Urgh. I have a tumblr crush. He sounds like a real gentleman. But he’s too far away. And I’m actually okay with that. I can find a way to make it happen. But I don’t think he will ever consider it.

He’s a real gem in Tumblr. Most of the dude who message me here just wants to talk about sex. And that’s why I don’t even reply anymore. Some would be nice at first, and then will start talking about sexual stuff. 🙄 So, yup. If I don’t reply to you anymore, it’s probably because you’re a perv.