Mar 20, 2022
and you are ethereal nostalgia made flesh whispers of the summer sun on your skin, moons in your eyes, freckles made from light, if the world does not revolve around you, you shall make it so.
never let anyone tell you otherwise | wt.
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and you are ethereal nostalgia made flesh whispers of the summer sun on your skin, moons in your eyes, freckles made from light, if the world does not revolve around you, you shall make it so.
never let anyone tell you otherwise | wt.
you say you can't give me a fairytale. well I don't think I want one.
i want to wake up with you. not like star-crossed lovers awakening beneath a silken canopy in the golden light of morning; like in that cramped twin bed when you put nutritional yeast on Cheez Whiz and painted my nails black.
i want to walk beside you not like a royal procession in the palace gardens, but like when we found coyote tracks and went stomping through the snow to see if they passed by the trail camera.
i want to build something out of tiny moments and pieces, like one of your collages; not grandiose and beautiful, built from nothing with a complex story, but made for the joy of the making, made out of whatever we happen to have, made to be enough.
i want to be with you without grandiose adjectives. I'm ready to do something simply for once.
Love me like I love you, always and without goodbyes.
e.v.e.
"I could not escape from you. My soul favors you endlessly."
— Chuck Akot, Mon âme te favorise
September Sunday
For B. ♥️
To be. To belong, to believe that we arrive and apart together. Like one, great consciousness of hope. You see, I can feel it. I sense it. That we all belong together. Not one or two, but all of us. Even those we'll never meet. Never understand. Never experience. Every single being belong together. And our task here, is to remember that. Piece by piece. Until we know what we always knew. That we are like one. Always like one.
“The One Great Organism”
Love's seasons
we twist warm for winter's kiss this heat between us like sun on our skin
rain falls stoking our yearning how can we stay apart? when everything pulls us together
our moans call summer hot and burning we sizzle with want you and me and the balmy breeze of our mingled breath
your face in the palms of my hands we shed clothes and inhibitions our desires naked
come spring your eyes turn silver and I blossom under your gentle touch.
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