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Can’t hear much but the melody coming from you
(via tylerknott)
(Source: hellonewyork)
Your hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade.
So I pass across your burning form, kissing
you - compact and planetary, my dove, my globe.
—pablo neruda, xvi, cien sonetos de amor
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms, 1929.
(via thebowtielife)
and tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Simply brilliant.
(Source: joshuagranger)
