feral-ballad:

Caitlyn Siehl, from What We Buried; “Kindling”

[Text ID: “I am all mouth, with teeth like kindling. / Do not kiss me before you know this. / I am all hunger, all restraint and poised bones, coiled spine, patient spring.”]

msobscura:

fuzilei:

weltenwellen:

Pablo Neruda, from “Almost Out of Sky”, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

2001hz:

S&M Sniper magazine issues (1979-1983) airbrush artist: Yosuke Onishi

fairydrowning:

“You know, love doesn’t mean "l never want you to change.” But I don’t think it means “I don’t care if you change” either. So I suppose it might mean, “I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore.” A declaration of faith, perhaps.“

– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili” on Tumblr

resqectable:

“And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep.”

— Unknown

promqueendyke:

throwing up so hard right now

halfof-mysoul:

halfof-mysoul:

on love arriving unannounced

so overwhelmed by the love my little poem received, i wanna cry