If you feel a little tingle here............
whendusksettles:

ph Mark Lastrange

whendusksettles:

ph Mark Lastrange

whendusksettles:

ph Mark Lastrange

whendusksettles:

ph Mark Lastrange

whendusksettles:

Beauty and the Beast ph Michel Comte

whendusksettles:

Beauty and the Beast ph Michel Comte

sonofaodh:

New YORK, New YORK par SAINT LAURENT……….No.1

sonofaodh:

New YORK, New YORK par SAINT LAURENT……….No.1

I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels…
But for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.
Christopher Poindexter (via souloftheroseurluv)
After our kisses
are caught and released
back into the wild,
our mouths stagger away, still
anesthetized, still searching
in the easy silence between us
for a dry, flat place to start
stacking words again.
Peregrine (via youreyesblazeout)
Poems like these shouldn’t have titles

randyt:

I wanna feel the night air
through the window on our feet
while you
kiss my collarbones
and remind me
why women were the subject of wars
in legends

I will touch you with my mind. Touch you and touch and touch until you give me suddenly a smile, shyly obscene; I will touch you with my mind. Touch you, that is all, lightly and you utterly will become with infinite care the poem which I did not write.
E.E Cummings, Lady (via ughpoems)