The world was my oyster but I used the wrong fork

to shove my clothes
to one side of the closet,
give you the bigger half.
Quietly I’ll hide most of my shoes,
so you won’t know I have this many.

I will
rearrange furniture to add more,
find space on my shelves
for your many books,
nail up the placard that says
‘poets do it, and redo it, and do it again.’

I want
to share a laundry basket,
get our clothes mixed up,
wait for the yelling
when my reds run wild
into your whites
turning them a luscious pink,
your favorite color of me.

I will
move my pillow
to the other side of the bed,
lay yours next to mine,
your scent on the fabric
always near me,
even on nights you’re away.

I will
buy a new bureau to hold your
thousand and one black socks,
find a place for all those work boots,
the ones I refer to as big and ugly.

I want
more pots and pans to wash,
piles of them leaning high
from late night meals
cooked naked and drunk,
red wine pouring into
a sauce of simmering tomatoes,
garlic, and olive oil,
kisses bitten between bites,
and platefuls of our late hours,
stacking up into dawn.

I want
to stock cupboards, closets, and
pantry.
fill the house with us.
I want to gain weight with you
because our love,
our love makes me fat.

I Want, Kim Konopka (via tothecatcher)

(Source: americanbread)

mrpalozie:

ghost caught oN TAPE

mrpalozie:

ghost caught oN TAPE

studiojeujeubeanz:

kaiami:

don’t look at me like that

Me at #TEVANA

studiojeujeubeanz:

kaiami:

don’t look at me like that

Me at #TEVANA

bungalowintheburrough:

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.

I want to know what you ache for,

And if you dare to dream of meeting

Your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.

I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool

For love, for your dream,

For the adventure…

“I’m sitting here thinking of all the things I wanted to apologize to you for. All the pain we caused each other. Everything I put on you. Everything I needed you to be or needed you to say. I’m sorry for that. I’ll always love you because we grew up together. You helped make me who I am. I just wanted you to know, there will be a piece of you in me always. And I’m grateful for that. Whatever someone you become and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.”
Her (2013)

(Source: larmoyante)

nevver:

The last sentimentalist, Duane Michals

lulz-time:

darksideofthemeow:

Never thought astronomy could be so cute.

That last one makes me wanna hop into a rocket and give the moon a giant hug and feed it chocolate chip cookies with a side of warm milk omg

womaninthewoods:

omysoulfaintnot:

The Head and the Heart - Rivers and Roads

Relevant as ever.

They are incredible live. Breathtaking. Seriously, invest in a ticket.

heyprettywedding:

Pretty updo.

heyprettywedding:

Pretty updo.

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