Poetry and quote image archive.

True love is not expecting a response when you say I love you.

I was going to end my Tumblr today and retitle it “A Year of the After,” but this blog gives me too much joy to end it. Today is my year anniversary of being on here. Not a big deal, but I’ve posted a poem every day (re…

Your favorite book was Hunger Games while mine was Rapture: A Raucous Tour Of Cloning, Transhumanism, And The New Era Of Immortality. We were two independent and completely different individuals that seemed to align for…

i see you within the moon waiting till the skies blue lying, touching, awake, fighting all day how is venice? are you romancing? abusing those powers, expiring and flaming those around? always up and then down, might ev…

The only reason time seems to be moving rather fast is that sometimes we’re too busy living in the past.

I was the fire to your ice, the only snake eyes you ever rolled with that dice in your mind.

We were at lunch and I told him I had a tattoo on my thigh about him. He laughed in disbelief and probably thought I was crazy. I pulled my leg over, rolled up my shorts and his eyes widened. He read the poem and didn’t…

your eyes, i could spend every moment feel of your touch, your hands, everything swimming in the motion as if we were dancing within arms the warm waves of potential, but harm always lingered taste of your fingers while…

Thank you! I went to college for four years, but I only took classes I thought were interesting. I essentially studied psychology as those were the only classes I took. My high school teachers actually hated the way I w…

It was the way I kissed your thighs.