show me the stars let the sun burn me up, and let the moon cool me down fill my lungs with water and my heart with your love so I’ll be drowning and floating at the same fucking moment
~ L.B. | 04 Feb. 2015
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show me the stars let the sun burn me up, and let the moon cool me down fill my lungs with water and my heart with your love so I’ll be drowning and floating at the same fucking moment
~ L.B. | 04 Feb. 2015
this manic oasis hanging lower than the willows that carry the fruits 'n gifts of reciprocal relations sweaty bodies intertwine and drown in rapture ~ L.B. | 29 Jun. 2022
there are these places where we cannot hide our souls always bare for all to see inside they peek and shriek should've been concealed there are these places we must evade.
~ L.B | 19 Nov. 2022
My hand closed over the handle as I left the house we built together, from brittle bricks and torn out lies. It was a miracle that it was still standing, despite its many tears. Farewell - you may crumble now.
run aways
will you run away with me? we could go to a land far, far away hidden inside the Pacific ocean as long as we crash in the waves our homeland will reveal itself. ~ L.B. | 24 Jul. 2022
stairwall
on the wall by the stairs we hung our first photo 't was a midsummer dream we covered our necks in ethereal kisses, promising we'd never leave
yet here we are at the bottom of the stairs hanging that last picture of us holding hands entering our final midnight
~ L.B. | 22 sept. 2022 | #FromOneLine 227
I question my sanity, this very reality while I drive between the pillars of man heading towards God's creation, these universal paintings of lilac and blues — they bring tears to my eyes each time like God herself touches my soul and, rips it open to glare deep inside, to see what it is I am made of — pure, complicated, a true paradox of dreams ~ L.B. | “pillars” | 19 Jan. 2022
do you think the sunflower understood how the expedient fire spread through the flowery fields of substance because it had touched the solar flares that radiated down on earth, an irresistible temptation, the pure bliss of touching one's own core? ~ L.B. | Apr. 2022