Have died that We might Live.

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A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms. from Zen Shin Talks (via psychedeliknights)

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"but daddy i love him"

Hot is admired from afar; beauty is to be held.

Hot is perception; beauty is appreciation.

Hot is smokey-eyed; beautiful is bare-faced.

Hot is an appearance; beautiful is more than skin deep.

Hot is the way she moans; beautiful is the way she speaks.

Hot is a strong appeal; beautiful is strong mind.

Hot is youthful; beautiful is ageless.

Hot is conventional; beauty is unique.

Hot is a one-night stand; beautiful is sleepless nights.

Hot is a state of being; beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Hot is devious; beautiful is innocent.

Hot is bending her over; beautiful is baking her blueberry pancakes.

Hot is sultry; beautiful is wholesome.

Hot is her curves; beauty is her nerves.

Hot is a text message; beautiful is a love letter.

Hot is a facade; beautiful is a woman.

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Bananas, Flowers and Apricots.

Peel them back, the unnecessary layers.
Complications unwanted, hindering thoughts we do not need.
Peel them away and simply,
Lie here with me.
Unclothed and vulnerable, with conversations open and honest.
As soft voices and hushed whispers resonate back and forth, we are revealed.


Inbetween the threads of sheets,
The scent of you lingers on my skin,
Piercing through my memory and lodging deep within.

Honest as i may:
I find no scent of roses or daisies or jasmine
Nothing predictable that we can be so certain of.
Why?
Because the journey is unlikely, unorthodox and fast.
With calendars and clocks bluntly lying to our face.
Stepping forward and plunging into the open sea, with rain pattering from above and the abyss of infinity below.

Take my hand, Trace my fingers.
We’ll swim and dance and grow flowers of our own.

Ps: Apricots. 

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destiny?

when time is on my side

and a clear mind i have,

i will write and write and write about you.

because its just too good not to.

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