Poetry and quote image archive.

through the ocean i wade through waves creating a tide it follows through my being i feel it pulsate the blood in my arms the warm of my legs the passion i used to hold beyond my weight strong and barely controllable em…

i slip on my tounge he fell in love with a whisk of my brain a devotion you can’t name simple words you only dream dreaming

People love the facade of a perfect relationship because perfection seems alluring. What they don’t realize is perfection is terrifying.

depression is your fingers touching your lips without a single breath when your hands are aside your hips but your tongue is pulled in directions which could never exist it’s like walking on anxiety when anxiety is your…

You want to know what I loved about him? Everything. From a freckle on his ass down to his undying selfish need to always be right.

i miss the moon outside my window your hands in my grasp the rough in your neck we sway under the light the darkness shines i hold you tight we succumb rolling in our past loving the black feeling the ground i take your…

he was a child with life running wild through his hands his mind we sat on the sun living in rays wondering if a single hey was meant to be if words mean something we touched our ears sang our fears and wondered if thin…

i slip on my tongue words fall short it was simple it was him too strong yet subtle and smooth i loved his touch a devotion you can’t keep track of wondering where it goes how it moves you so fall + love

I write in seconds. I don’t stop. I don’t think. I simply write and when it comes, it flows and it makes sense because it’s genuine. I don’t understand thought-out poetry. It doesn’t seem real to me.

i sip my wine touch my leg feel him there against my body loving my crazy licking my lips taking me there