Poetry in veins

• she/her | Sagittarian poetess | lover of whiskey, stars and wildflowers | introvert overthinker | currently obsessing over fictional and anime men •

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Current read 💛

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Bad girls often tend to be delicate and dangerous, at just the right times and in just the right amount :)

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Dawn moon :)🤍🌕

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Intimacy is not limited to sex or bedroom. Intimacy is peeling away the layers and seeing the true core. Letting them know that they are loved, even in their darkest and lowest periods :)

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Intimacy is not always in big gestures. It can be as common as smoking with someone, while lying down on the floor and talking about mundane things in life :)

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Sunkissed plant🪴✨

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And when the city is bathed in neon lights,

you and I will be lost in our own world of darkness,

bathed in the glory of our love, the blood of our nightmares and the stardust of our dreams.

Picture credit: The city of Yokohama from the anime, Bungo Stray Dogs.

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And love is calm in the middle of a storm and chaos in the field of sunflowers.

So,

I love you with madness and sanity alike.

I worship you as the saint and sinner alike.

I feel you as prose and poetry.

I must be free, otherwise how do I explain all these emotions when all I had known before you was void?

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They can co-exist so beautifully, so why can't we?

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Dazai spitting out the bitter truth :(:

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Love kindly, because love in itself can become cruel sometimes.

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Currently reading :)

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The sounds and colors of nature ❤️

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I try to get up but then slip and fall, and I expect the pain to set in my bones, but it never comes, I see a bruise forming on my knees, I poke and prod it, I feel nothing, as it has been the day when I left you, I laugh at the empty shell staring back at me from the mirror, Grief has a nasty timing, and I feel the pain from yesterday and last year, all at once.