July 30, 2014


You make me want to write…
something low…
something on its knees…
what is the word that means
do what you want with me?
I want to write it on myself.
I want you to read it.
When you’re hungry, when you’re thirsty,
I will be your food, I’ll be your water.
If you’re cold, I’ll be fire.
When you’re fire, you can burn in me.

Peregrine

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whitesoulblackheart:

Ecatonchira by Cesare Longhi ©
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whitesoulblackheart:

Ecatonchira by Cesare Longhi ©

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I believe we choose
our joys before
they happen.

I believe we’ve been
choosing each other
for lifetimes.

© 2014 Maza-Dohta   (via maza-dohta)

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As if your body was a lens,
I enter you… light,
bright fire
bowing, bending into focus.

- Peregrine

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dazzledent:

Summer 2014, day 35.

dazzledent:

Summer 2014, day 35.

(Source: 120-mm)

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I’ll never be a star.
I won’t bring my own light.
I mark my time
elliptically, in ice, in darkness,
on my own, but always
returning to burn
when we’re near.

Peregrine

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July 29, 2014


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