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alexisfistingfeen: A normal cock just gets swallowed whole by my carnivorous cum bucket of a twat❣️ Poetry @alexisfistingfeen
Keisha Grey - lovely eyes …nice technique
quizzical-frisson: ithreatenedtostapleher: endofmarch: dialogues: (via gone! see profile for new link) sylvia plath “mad girl’s love song” (I think I made you up inside my head.)
31 Tanka by Arjay EiffAvailable online.
thorntom: I love this poem, but it always reminds me of my ex, she had it written out and stuck on the wall next to her bed… I would read it, whenever there we were laid on her bed and there was a lul in conversation, I still know her favourite lines
langleav: More poetry by Lang Leav here
If I find myself Hephaestion, I pray to the gods for mine Alexander. . Give me love, oh. Give me. Loneliness is a human condition. SLEEP is the heart pulsing in my head. It’s such a weird thing to know, that today’s pains are to be tomorrow’s
the-absolute-best-posts: love-personal: source This post has been featured on a 1000Notes.com blog! but the sky. it sees everything.
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grotesquelylovely: ebonykitty-in-siberia: spotlightslut: kupaa: theinfamouschubbykitten: bryantsupreme: Perv gets me! Amen. This is almost like poetry to me. hehehehehe ROFL. “I’m willing to die in this pussy, lets get it.” lmmfao
They Had Love Letters, We Have Sexting
kotbt: Recently a pokemon themed love poem was brought to the attention of a friend of mine on his facebook. His response is a veritable delight. In the spirit of the season
eran muchas a las chicas que le decias lo mismo, en cambio yo era al unico que ame de verdad
It’s just beautiful… Gotta love spoken word shit. Maskless.
liberatetheminds: reroutedreams: lovesoulbounce: Dig if you will this stunning picture of Minnie Riperton on the cover of Wax Poetics Japan. this is 5,000 types of awesome. Come inside my love Perfect Angel
cellulitelova: bigbootygifs: Roxy Reynolds Poetry in motion
cellulitelova: Poetry in motion
cellulitelova: buttbabes: buttbabes Poetry in motion
cellulitelova: cellulitelova: cellulitelova: Poetry in motion
That name
To Be With You
Benedett i
confirmedloser: I love poetry :)
❤ ❝ in a city light in a city love light❞
welcome-to-sunnydale: I believe that Spike has a certain amount of respect and affection for Joyce, born from the fact that Spike was human once and he was a sweet, kinda nerdy, love-poetry writing little victorian boy. His mother was the most important
(AND I LOVE TO BE SICK)
lifeinpoetry: “what does it mean to be descendant of something monstrous? to still love the monster?” — sam sax, from “On Hysteria,” Madness
hvorenn: “Awed by her splendor stars near the lovely moon cover their own bright faces when she is roundest and lights earth with her silver” — Sappho, translated by Mary Barnard
5ft1: Nathan Stewart-Jarrett reading Sonnet 102 ‘My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming’
mashamorevna: “I am Death, and when I love you it’s forever.” — Supervert, “Necrophilia Variations” (via aliceinslaughterhouse)
adrasteiax: “Strip our loving of dream pay its secrets to thunder and ransom me home.” — Audre Lorde, from Song in “The Collected Poems Of Audre Lorde”
adrasteiax: “(…) the night was dark and love was a burning fence about my house.” — Audre Lorde, from Gemini in “The Collected Poems Of Audre Lorde”
violentwavesofemotion: “Does nobody love me?” — Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; “The Bee Meeting,”
mashamorevna: “It is so hard to live half monster, to hurt everything you love by trying to protect it wrong.” — Clementine von Radics (via jediclaire)
salemwitchtrials: Love Lessons: The Presence of Orpheus, Alda Merini [ID: So, within your shaping arms / I pour myself, small and immense, / serene given, restless given, / unending developing motion.]
soracities: Adonis, ‘Body’, Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)[Text ID: “Rot is also a heartrot is also childhoodrot is also what love is.”]
weltenwellen: “I want to unfold. Let no place in me hold itself closed, for where I am closed, I am false.” — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
theothei:june jordan, from haruko: love poems
weltenwellen: Li-Young Lee, from “The Hour and What Is Dead”, The City In Which I Love You
of-spaceandstars: “Inside my skin, / loving you, I am this space / my body believes in.” — — Yusef Komunyakaa, from “Unnatural State of the Unicorn,” Neon Vernacular: New and Selected Poems (via lifeinpoetry)
hauntedbyillangelsonly: “[…] we are in love. He tenderly / gouges out my eyes.” -Kim Fu, ‘Lifecycle of the Mole-Woman’, from How Festive the Ambulance
derangedrhythms:Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘Du wirst nur mit der Tat erfaßt’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy
derangedrhythms:Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘Ich will ihn preisen. Wie vor einem Heere’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy
kafk-a: “Each of us is given only so many mornings to do it— to look around and love,” — Mary Oliver, ‘The Deer,’ from House of Light
derangedrhythms:Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘Ich bin derselbe noch, der kniete’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy
Pure Poetry
wholovespoetry: Who loves poetry O////O
lol… Fuck I love Tumblr, looks at this shit…. great poet of old, modern douchery… combined. You wont find shit like this anywhere else. <3
The best music makes love to you…
whatladybird:The first time I say I love you, your face crumbles. You look at methe way man stares in terror at the stars and the sea. You grasp your head, fist your hair, hiss, whisper why me why me I am weak I am dirt I am dust I am nothing— Why
That’s lovely.
jazeth: futureoliviapope: THIS IS SO IMPORTANT the poem is called Rape Joke and it’s really good
corbeezyyy: triniboi: avereaux: i-will-call-you-thiquesawsebawse: jjsinterlude: his-liquid-poetry: allbeautynobooty: uglyassprettyboy: uglyassprettyboy: At niiiight I think of youuuuu I waaaant to be yo lady babayyyy If your game is on gimme
the art of poetry
essaysanddnd: firstfullmoon:Victoria Chang, from “Love Letters,” in The Trees Witness Everything Stories about hope, beginning and ending with birds–yeah, this is all too real for me. I’ve been thinking about a few poems lately which feature
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