green-satan:

this movie was a masterpiece 

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Game of Thrones in Shakespearean-style verse. [x] [x]

Game of Thrones in Shakespearean-style verse. [x] [x]

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fluttering-slips:

A Pretty Song

From the complications of loving you
I think there is no end or return.
No answer, no coming out of it.

Which is the only way to love, isn’t it?
This isn’t a playground, this is
earth, our heaven, for awhile.

Therefore I have given precedence
to all my sudden,…

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fluttering-slips:

Scientific Method

The fact that space is expanding
does not mean that it has a certain size.
Something infinite
can keep getting bigger.
This is most easily grasped
in terms of loss.


James Tadd Adcox

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October 

More beautiful women have loved you,
more talented. Poems about you have
already been written by better hands.
I can’t help but cover up my bare skin.
I flee. I’m not still enough for your love.
My lips are attached to a nervous face.
My No is always quicker than my Yes.
I want to touch you so badly I don’t
know how to even reach out. I’ll never
know how to say it: how sunk I am
in this love for you, how salty,
how sweet.

Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz

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fluttering-slips:

Not Doing Something Wrong Isn’t the Same as Doing Something Right




In my defense, my forgotten breasts. In my defense, the hair
no one brushed from my face. In my defense, my hips.

Months earlier, I remembered thinking that sex was a ship retreating
on the horizon. I could do nothing but…

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fluttering-slips:

BAR NAPKIN SONNET #24

It’s wicked to admit I love these bruises,
the set of fingerprints along my hip
that an FBI Agent could dust and use
to track him down. I love the boy-stung lips
from hours kissing, lips soft, but his whiskers
grown rougher with the hours into night,
and rougher…

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