Poetry and quote image archive.

to slide into these rocks where the granite feels almost too heavy to hold and i’m fighting a stone like a wall like something i’ve known once before i tango between these walls like borders keeping me still and i feel …

in the kept gardens of where i stand i hold your hand too softly almost afraid to feel you here and i stay beside this place among the flowers i leave behind the ones that grow in corners of where i still long to live t…

i fade into how i feel like the way we paint colors into night how they mix how the emotions blend until i cannot tell which one belonged to you and which one was mine and i feel you here and i feel so wrong i feel so u…

in an oasis of memory i sit upon a picture i paint slowly but ever so carefully like if i move too quickly the colors might become something else we extend in thought in passion in emotion your fingers beside mine your …

your eyes glisten like rocks in rivers wading beneath the water catching pieces of light as we slide in and out of where we were in days where everything seemed to make sense i awaken into a kind of lifelessness broken …

i find these ideas in the dark of night where the bliss runs deeper than the woods i leave myself in where love finds claws and my back turns to scars from everything i once stood in front of everything i thought would …

thank you for this the way you stand the grasp of your hands and how you sit along the edges soft as steel and warm as everything i could have asked for i look at you like i desire what i see and the cold air feels just…

i lie into you your deep brown eyes the way your hands sit softly where the table divides us and we converse over little bits pieces of where i haven’t felt like this in so long the emotions they build quietly at first …

to ride this song i feel it in my bones the depth i used to reach for in people i thought would accept all the wrongs and all the rights all the pieces i carried without knowing where to place them the things i kept hid…

to lie here beside the thought of all the things we leave our bones the density the tears the weight of what stays when everything else moves i wish i could feel the time once more where the oceans pull and our skin com…