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“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
when you do something nice for another, your brain releases feel-good chemical dopamine.
You are my drug and I need to score #kisspree
i will come /
in a form /
other than this form /
as your favourite food, /
or an enjoyable book on the bed, /
you will devour me whole ...
gimme two red leaves / on the rocks / pour my autumn straight / no summer back / gimme my autumn / on the rocks #micropoetry
I would follow myself if I could. I mean seriously.
I carry every word with me #sixwords
I love you like the sun loves you in the winter when you stand eyes closed letting it warm your eyelids
my eyes ~
tired, dusty, weak with need
- my soul's window
~ in need of repair
i know nothing about
but, i know
the greatest words
~ was in a dream
"I only want you."
will cry tomorrow ...
... you always say,
"tears are a language"
be my silver bullet #fourwords
i have often wondered about those who are offered the world and then don't take it
We dreamed of boats run aground / in the dark ocean / we dreamed of fire / say we dreamed of jewels & crowns too
we are star gazers / with sacred hand gestures / they are the retro river / we will float / down / again #mp
:::Author::: My Corrigan is @oilygr1n ~ We met 29 November 2012 and have exchanged approximately 81,492 messages. He's shy and just won't admit it. #htcspoetry