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"Tu cabello huele a rosas cariĂąo, tus ojos parecen atardeceres.. tus labios parecen un amanecer. Nunca podrĂa olvidarte en mil vidas y te quiero mucho."
I could only ever see beauty the way you exist - eUĂŤ
"Your hair smells of roses darling, your eyes look of sunsets.. your lips look like a sunrise. I could never forget you in a thousand lives and I love you so much."
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Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack AgĂźeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "To Julia de Burgos"
[Text ID: "in all my poems I undress my heart."]
Nikos Engonopoulos, from BolĂvar, a Greek Poem
Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen
â from My Father Writes from Prison, Ocean Vuong, in 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: some nights you are the lighthouse / some nights the sea / what this means is that I don't know / desire other than the need / to be battered & rebuilt /]
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I don't mean to cause you confusion, to be fair, I'm quite confused myself. I know this, I was there, heart full, arms open waiting to feel at home again. Now in this present there is fear, memories of swollen eyes, and doors closing. I am scared of the fire that ignites in my heart for you, it has burned me more times than one. Admittedly, I am a selfish girl. I fear another will replace my position as the moon. As the star in your sky. Id rather see the world destroyed before another's soul exists as your constellation. I want to run home, where the scent of lavender floods my nose again, where moles appear on thighs, and scars exist on hands, and eyes become soft, an asterism. I am afraid you might ruin me, yet, it seems you already have.
having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer
to love and be loved is to rest
Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; âCutting Odetteâs Fingernailsâ
fyodor dostoevsky (the brothers karamazov), charles bukowski (a vote for the gentle light)
czesĹaw miĹosz, from the poem "hope"
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Sonia Sulaiman, from Muneera and the Moon: Stories Inspired by Palestinian Folklore; âMuneera and the Moonâ
I hope you still look at the moon at the same time I do I hope the stars can remember a warmth we lost
shining overhead just like the streetlamps that guide your way to where you keep a light on
I keep my light on for you life is a lot like that a long winding street with porch lights that wait up
pale torch lights for people that will never arrive I yearn for you like night heralds dreams
it seems like its always midnight when you walk on by shining down from your throne I never forgot our promise
to look at the moon at the same time when we were too far apart I hope you see a reflection of me wherever you are
//wherever you are by: alec prado//
Fractured.
Fractured halls of a childhood unsteady
a lover emerged, a tempest in my chest
touch, once firm on solid ground,
now a waltz in uncertainty, unsound,
a life spent searching for what cannot be found,
the wreckage of familial strife,
embrace love's changing, turbulent life
with time, new chapters and lovers unfold,
each a story, a different hand to hold.
I dreamed about you continually last night, in all kinds of places and confusions.
Ted Hughes, from âLetters of Ted Hughesâ â â Sylvia Plath, 18th October 1956
There is something quite mystical that happens to me when I think of you.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940â1956; â â J. Mallory Wober, 16th November 1955
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november by Margaret Atwood
