Love Artfully

I don’t just want to take your breath away. I want to rip it from your mouth and keep it locked away between my teeth. You can only have it back if you kiss me again.

—Meggie Royer, Literary Sexts (via larmoyante)

I have been thinking of how I want to be touched by you, with hands that will play me like piano keys, with fingers that will make a symphony out of me.

—Karese Burrows, Literary Sexts (via feellng)

Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.

—Caitlyn Siehl (via magpienight)

When I Kiss You

thebipolarsunshine:

When I kiss you,
my fingertips go numb,
and everything around me speeds up.
My neck muscles tense,
my veins pulse,
and my eyes close.
When I kiss you,
I smell spring,
and oranges.
When I kiss you,
I fall into your touch,
and fly away,
free.
Exactly how it’s supposed to be.
When I kiss you,
the world stops.

makingmedelirious:

"you are my cup of tea, kissing awake my sleepy lips so that I can open my eyes and see, really see, how beautiful this world is.
you are my seventh shot of vodka, starting a fire in my head so that i know i am still alive and making me feel, somehow, everything can be wonderful.
and i am so very greatful.”

makingmedelirious:

"you are my cup of tea,
kissing awake my sleepy lips
so that I can open my eyes
and see, really see,
how beautiful this world is.

you are my seventh shot of vodka,
starting a fire in my head
so that i know i am still alive
and making me feel, somehow,
everything can be wonderful.

and i am so very greatful.”

(Source: nvthing-is-real)

So, I believe that what you are looking for, really looking for, is that one person who is capable of recognizing you no matter what. You know, that one person who is going to be able to see past what everybody else sees and even past what you yourself see or want to show, then be able to look at you and really recognize you and say “That’s not you! This is you right over here! You just forgot yourself, but I see you! I will help you remember yourself, because I remember you!” And that’s what everyone wants. No, actually, I don’t know if that’s what everyone wants; but I know that’s what I want! Because I can put up so many damn walls and faces just to see who really knows me, who really recognizes me, who really remembers me, even more than I recognize and remember myself! Because if I don’t get that, then I don’t get anything, because I don’t want anything less than that.