Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

Автор: Beramode

#Limerence + #Behaviorism с другими тэгами

C/S/

-When is a monster not a monster?

-Oh, when you love it.

R/M/R/

I learned simplicity, learned slowly and with difficulty how unassuming everything is, and became mature enough to put simplicity into words. And this all happened because I was able to meet you, back then when for the first time I was in danger of surrendering myself to formlessness. And if this danger always finds a way to return and always returns larger and stronger, it is also true that the memory of you grows in me, the awareness of you, and it too keeps strengthening.

D/

I wonder sometimes how much you resent me. Whether you ache for freedom or simply rest complacent because you don’t know where else to put yourself. Were you to leave, I am not entirely certain whether I would let you go.

* * *

even after the hurt

the loss

the pain

the breaking

your body is still

the оnly оne

i want to be

undressed under

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You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.

E/B/

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

P/G/

I will take the dark part

of your heart into my heart.

C/S/

Patroclus to Achilles

 

On the night of my death,

your despair was so loud

that I could hear it

clawing through the earth to find me.

All the men screaming, begging,

still could not drown out the

wailing of your hands.

 

I оnce held your soldier heart

between my war teeth, shook it

like a dog with a bone until

it knew the fear of good love.

Do you remember?

 

I wore your

armor just to feel deathless.

I wore your armor just to know

what it meant to be inside of you.

 

I will dream of kissing your ankles again,

of pulling the weeping arrow out of you

and cutting through the earth

so that we may walk among it.

 

My love. My life.

What I would give to be

the оnly pile of ashes here.

What I would give to be

a sleeping body beside you.

R/F/

Perhaps we should love ourselves so fiercely, that when others see us they know exactly how it should be done.

R/K/

in order to fall asleep

i have to imagine your body

crooked behind me

spoon ladled into spoon

till i can hear your breath

i have to recite your name

till you answer and

we have a conversation

only then

can my mind

driff off to sleep


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