“I craved him constantly, so deeply it was a physical ache”
— Sylvia Day (via lepetitchatblanc)
Etikett: him with a capital h
“(…) I want to live inside
your voice, your strange accent, your shadow.”— Zeina Hashem Beck, from Khandaq Mon Amour in “Louder Than Hearts: Poems”
(via adrasteiax)
I want to be everything that gets your attention
“I want time, months, weeks—rainy suburbs
without people. I want mornings with you, I want to begin the mornings with you,”— Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke c. January 1926
La Chinoise, 1967
dir. Jean-Luc Godard
I almost wish I had never met you – so I wouldn’t feel so empty.
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman c. January 1951
Polifemo sorprende a Acis y Galatea (détail 18, Fontaine Médicis) – Auguste Ottin
“You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory.”
— Iain Thomas, The City Rises and Falls
(via naturaekos)
I crave your touch
(via somewhatsomelikepoetry)
The Sorceress – Louis Alexander – 1974 – USA
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