Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Monday, January 20, 2014
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Clementine von Radics
For women who are tied to the moon, love alone is not enough. We insist each day wrap it’s knuckles through our heart strings and pull. The lows. The joy. The poetry. We dance at the edge of a cliff, you have fallen off. So it goes. You will climb up again.
You rare girl, once again, you have a body that belongs to no lover, to no father, belongs to no one but you. Wear your sorrow like the lines on your palm. Like a shawl to keep you warm at night. Don’t mourn the love that is lost to you now. It is a book of poems whose meters worked their way into your pulse. Even if it has slipped from your hands, it will stay in your body.
You loved a man who treated you like absinthe, half poison and half god. He tried to sweeten you, to water you down. So you left. And now you have your heart all to yourself again. A heart like a stone cottage. Heart like a lover’s diary. Hope like an ocean.
You rare girl, once again, you have a body that belongs to no lover, to no father, belongs to no one but you. Wear your sorrow like the lines on your palm. Like a shawl to keep you warm at night. Don’t mourn the love that is lost to you now. It is a book of poems whose meters worked their way into your pulse. Even if it has slipped from your hands, it will stay in your body.
You loved a man who treated you like absinthe, half poison and half god. He tried to sweeten you, to water you down. So you left. And now you have your heart all to yourself again. A heart like a stone cottage. Heart like a lover’s diary. Hope like an ocean.
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love,
ocean,
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Monday, July 29, 2013
David Augsburger
“Being heard is so close to being loved that for the average person, they are almost indistinguishable.”
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Monday, December 31, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Fanny Bostrom x The Selby
Friday, July 8, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen."
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
5 Love Languages
I guess this seems lame, and someone at work told me they heard about it on the Real Housewives of some place, but I think it's really interesting. So... there are different ways people feel loved, and quite often people are attracted to others who feel and share love in different ways! So it's important to know how your sig fig feels most loved! Yay, quizes! Find out on their site how you feel most loved! (Just replace husband/wife with boyfriend/girlfriend.)
I was a tie between TOUCH and QUALITY TIME
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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