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"you are pressing against me

like i press flowers

against the pages in my book.

you are kissing my neck

and it feels like the start of forever.

i want to touch you

until my palms burn."

— amirae garcia (via nastyorchid)

[lunalynn]

“i love you without regrets and without reservations, with a great clear impulse that fills me up completely. i love you as i feel myself living, at times, on the summits of the world, and i wait for you with an obstinacy as long as ten lives, a tenderness that will not be exhausted, the great and luminous desire that i have for you, the terrible thirst that i have for your heart. i embrace you, i hold you against me.”

— albert camus to maria casarès, correspondance, [july 1], 1949 [#66]

[lunalynn]

"i never wish to be easily defined. i'd rather float over other people's minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person."

— franz kafka, diary entry dated 23 march 1914

[lunalynn]

“for you, i am fragile

for you, i will strip

of my clothes and my armor

i would tear the flesh right off the bone

for you, i am naked

for you, i am open”

— @holyaches on twitter/x

[lunalynn]

When I look at her asleep in the dawn, the body of my lover shines like the lilies in the fields of May.

anonymous Japanese poet

transcribed (and possibly adapted) from a book of early Japanese poetry in the shadowy stacks of Cambridge University Library thirty years ago – any thoughts on a more detailed source would be much appreciated

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Hallowed Dreams

— by xis.lanyx

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details by Roberto Ferri

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Lover Sculpture at a Graveyard † Lover Sculpture for Lovers’ Tomb † Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

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Robin isely

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spider web by robert