Poetry and quote image archive.

thank you for this the way you stand the grasp of your hands and how you sit along the edges soft as steel and warm as everything i could have asked for i look at you like i desire what i see and the cold air feels just…

i lie into you your deep brown eyes the way your hands sit softly where the table divides us and we converse over little bits pieces of where i haven’t felt like this in so long the emotions they build quietly at first …

to ride this song i feel it in my bones the depth i used to reach for in people i thought would accept all the wrongs and all the rights all the pieces i carried without knowing where to place them the things i kept hid…

to lie here beside the thought of all the things we leave our bones the density the tears the weight of what stays when everything else moves i wish i could feel the time once more where the oceans pull and our skin com…

i face forth for the meadow in the eve the sullen breeze of everything i could be and everything i am now in these moments where everything turns and flips and we’re breaking blue like mountains in the distance the curv…

in the spin of this the sky of clouds colors and hues i usually do not belong to and i feel you in the crystals the droplets the ice forming slowly on windows and the sky feels so brisk like everything outside is asking…

i relic in the woods of mountains at the edge how i slip beside words and conversation the little things the movement the reasons we take what we do and leave what we don’t like somehow the body knows what the mind stil…

i release into questions of movement like hands resting beside my waist as i pace through this existence wondering how much of myself i have already passed along the way i make amends in this life with the parts of myse…

in time of this the sky feels a type of darkness one that can touch and peek through the edges of where we stand and the stars they sit along the curve of where we skip on sidewalks like children who never learned that …

i exist in this type of bliss where mountains move and i transcend into little bits of words that were said sentences that linger and fill the thoughts of everything i never had the chance to say like pieces of conversa…