there is a certain degree of aeronautics
involved in falling. the hesitation before,
the pull of gravity amidst suspension,
a rupture of atmosphere and afterwards
the ripples left collecting on the surface;
the same can be said about a kiss.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
if you ever become a ghost
feel free to haunt me.
…
ps: HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!
the universe expands every second
and i feel the distance of the air,
of the space that has unfolded
between your hand and mine.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
the world was drowning and there was nothing i could do about it. the leaves had lost their colors, somewhere, and were fall’n off because the rain was too heavy. the atmosphere was dripping all over the place, off the roofs and trees, windshield wipers, and down the sides all of our faces, and the earthworms had to come up for air, or maybe they were just making space for you.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
the day is always missing pages,
and i stay up all night thinking
about what could have been
written on them.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
i exist
in moonlight
and the fever sighs
of Northern constellations
drifting
and breathing
beneath
my fingertips.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
remember the words we said
and the words we were,
written on glass and faded.
remember how we uncovered
each other in the winter thaw,
in the heat of breath
again and again
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
i want desperately
to press you between the pages
of a book, and keep you
forever.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
catching notes off the hallway wallpaper
proximity felt through echoes, your fingers
brushing against ivory, moving softly
carving music in the skin of black and white
curves and spaces, every inch of me keys.
(Source: thedustdancestoo)
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