I would drink the sky and inhale the stars if I could. I want to exhale stardust and create my own constellations. Nicole Moon || From a Book in Progress (via 1995june)
Tag Archives: poetic
chessys: my favourite bit is when ur lying in bed but not asleep just warm and happy in that space where ur real storyline seems very abstract
champagnepumpkins: I love nice gentle boys
Does the emerald lose its beauty for lack of admiration? Does gold, or ivory, or purple? A lyre or a dagger, a rosebud or a sapling? Marcus Aurelius, Meditations: Book IV. (via xshayarsha)
lifeinpoetry: In fact, the stars orbiting that irresistible moonSecret away their own luminous formsWhenever she shines without restraintUpon the world entire. — Sappho, fragment 34, as seen in Icon ed. Amy Scholder Original: Ἄστερες μὲν ἀμφὶ κάλαν σελάνναν/ἂψ ἀπυκρύπτοισι φάεννον εἶδος,ὄπποτα / πλήθοισα μάλιστα λάμπῃγᾶν [ἐπὶ πᾶσαν]… ἀργυρία …
You said you were fine…liar… J.T. Barnett
arabellesicardi: things worthy of investment: leather jackets, good lingerie, perfume, foundation, your dreams
The smell of moist earth and lilacs hung in the air like wisps of the past and hints of the future Margaret Millar 🌸
There are some who exist only to serve as an example to others. ‘Look at me,’ they say, ‘Look — and learn what not to do.’ We never do. (Excerpt from “Fornever”) | m.a.w