Monologue of my soul

And I loved with passion all things I was not destined to know... Greek

[wolf-eagle]

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving... ...I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

― Pablo Neruda ||  Love Sonnet XI

[thehiddenhill]

[francesca-baliardo]

[multihues]

@pozziarturo on ig

[theweekenddigest]

[overclassy]

[isl-equ-ay]

[ma-pi-ma]

Ho imparato presto

a nascondermi tra le parole

che, in realtà,

erano nuvole.

Walter Benjamin, Scritti 1934-1937

[ma-pi-ma]

Raccogliere silenzi come conchiglie e portarli a casa.

edonesya

[shisasan]

I love you. I’m waiting for you. 

17 July 1926 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[tooferaltobeheard]

[nordlin]

Oia, Santorini

L.pellinen

[cristian-1975]

[rocy5]

[coisasdocorvo]

[c-s-m]

feel the breeze

[r-ocean-vibes]