An Euphonious Evening,

Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Jinn”

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she belongs in a museum of flowers, folded between the pages of a book to dry

Casted shadows are beautiful until they're casted by your memories, or traumas. Who would dance in the shadows casted by nightmares?

Anneshwa

I'm tired of writing my own heaps of thoughts, give me yours, let the water flow from your mind, let me consume your convictions and let there be an amalgamation of ice cold water & fire.

-Anneshwa🌻

Touch you, and touch you and feel you, and feel you from far, touch you from far, breathe you from far and bathe in you from far. I cannot get closer, you intimidate me, you scare me, the blazing fire in your eyes petrifies me.

-Anneshwa 💛

In the echoes of my being reside the shattered pieces of yesterday, yearnings of today, and curiosity of tomorrow. In the lonely existence of this moment, the echoes get louder in the vacuum of my brain.

-Anneshwa

Gorgeous photo by @marinalaurel 💛

Moscow metro

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“...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”

-Van Gogh

Don't turn someone warm & fuzzy into a cold mess.

I would need infinite words to explain my vast love for you, i would need infinite minutes and hours and weeks and years. I would need infinite moments to make you feel the depth of my love. I would need infinite hugs to make you feel the true warmth of our bond. I want our love to exist for eons and for it to end it when infinity ends ✨💛💙