[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963”

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Stanley Pennell

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you.

– Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

I love you, in ways you've never been loved, for reasons you've never been told, for longer than you think you deserved and with more than you will ever know existed inside me.

— Tyler Knott Gregson, Chasers of the Light:

[words-words-andwords]

Tightrope, by me :)

[enamouredpoet-deactivated202303]

“Before you die, experience the love of a writer, poet, or painter. If you’re lucky enough to be an artist’s muse, they will immortalise you.”

Soledad Francis

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem

[wedarkacademia]

― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

[words-words-andwords]

It’s like I only exist when you’re in the mood to love me.

[words-words-andwords]

Hyacinth, a poem by me :)

[leonardospoetry]

We suffer from the delusion that the entire universe is held in order by the categories of human thought, fearing that if we do not hold to them with the utmost tenacity, everything will vanish into chaos.

Alan Watts

[words-words-andwords]

Little Kirby embroidery by me :)

[words-words-andwords]

Self Destruct, a poem by me :)

[thertg]

our hands

could not grasp

what our hearts

had bled.

—RTG

[oldwinesoul]

“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”

—Oscar Wilde

[words-words-andwords]

Wind, a poem by me :)

[thoughtkick]

“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.”

— Carl Sagan, Contact

[words-words-andwords]

Folds Of Reality, a poem by me :)