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LIVE

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams n

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

As you contemplate your creationlisten for that good vibration–the one that resonates in your hearto

ceiling fan circles around slowly pushing down your lingering scent still anticipating your touch t

memories moves across the room like a shadow running from the sun feelings complicated by fear fuel

Lost in the WoodsAnd as IWalked - alone,As ever -Through a scented Wood, I metA boy who Wept his lon

ReadyNothing about me isready.The stammer of my heart,my shaking breath,even the tremor of my hands.

All AroundTwirling and swervingDipping and divingJumping and floatingI am surroundedby all of themYe

veraiconablog:cracks by veronika stehr

Si vede bene solo con il cuore. L'essenziale è invisibile agli occhi.

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

(via eye poetry - the photo blog of fine art photographer Irene Suchocki: The most beautiful city th

(via eye poetry - the photo blog of fine art photographer Irene Suchocki: Seeing Red)

(via eye poetry - the photo blog of fine art photographer Irene Suchocki: The most beautiful city th

Federico García Lorca (June 5, 1898 – August 18, 1936)(image: Federico García Lorca, Huerta de San V

last time we spoke I had a brick in my mouthI had to pull some teeth but I finally got it outI’m sor

onodrim-photographie:Saturnian Poetry Onodrim Photography • www.onodrim.fr

bookshavepores:John Keats’ letter to Fanny Brawne, June 1820.“Upon my soul I have loved you to the e

“All these shapeless voices whisper in my ear. But I only listen to what I want to hear”. Noah Gunde

marcel-and-his-world:Philip Larkin - What are days for? Days are where we live.  They come, they wak

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

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