Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги
#Limerence + #Philia с другими тэгами
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.
D/
How must the world look behind your eyes? What must you see when you look around? Sometimes I feel as though we see things similarly, and other times I wonder how different our realities are. Perhaps оne day I might know you. Perhaps оne day I might see through your eyes and know you as you are.
D/L/
The quality of her love, the quality of her wisdom. She was, of all the people I have ever known, the highest evolved, the оne who had reached the farthest. She belonged to all ages, she was like a synthesis of the past, she knew everything intuitively.
* * *
even after the hurt
the loss
the pain
the breaking
your body is still
the оnly оne
i want to be
undressed under
P/
- I've seen enough. Maybe more than I can bear.
- But you're not free. Or happy.
- I am confined. A bird in a gilded cage.
- My bird?
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.
Репост
Публикация из блога «Sweet Sugar Bones» (автор: Shagel):
© Источник: https://blog-house.pro/bones/post-68850/
J/K/
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing оn the new soft fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors -
No -yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever -or else swoon to death.