Love is like a flower...so beautiful and...
Tell me why flowers
do not last...
it takes the little blood left within
you to reconcile with the past...
The day boykeats on tumblr wrote that his god
rested on his teeth the way light rested in the...
“Blood marbles the sky”, you say quietly...
I peek at the evening sky, a dramatic red...
you shrug
and every time...
yet again I find
myself facing the wall...
Life is somewhere between the length of hyenas...
and the sweet tweet of nightingales...
eyes that only dream of you,
bore holes in others searching...
<<One should know of the illustrated book: "The...
They sounded so ostentatiously strong...
It’s the end of this blink, breath
second...
I am one of the lucky ones.
I do not have to cower in clubs...