Black Roses for you. Leave a comment.
Without clouds, there could be no rain, and there would be no flower.
Made to suffer the pain of a thousand deaths and births
Who are we now that we’re not?
A beautiful model reads a beautiful poem. It doesn’t get much better than this.
But if I need to breathe hold me closely by the sea…
A glove misses another glove like light misses darkness
I hate every gift anyone has ever gotten me
He imagines a man, who imagines his wife burning for him at home…
I am grateful that You have allowed me to see the strength and beauty of All My Relations.
Soak the bottom of beer bottles in it, then break them neatly against the bar until they can be worn as lenses.
As blood dripped all the way down we watched dead bodies unfold and then erupt.
