to be like this
(via cosmic-dust)
I’m waiting for you at the same place I wait everyday. It is cold and the moon is a lone iceberg amongst the shattered stars. My winter coat is nothing compared to the warmth of your skin.
(via sabino)
Sometimes
(via scribble-scribbles)
Love and some verses
Love is a dress that you made
long to hide your knees.
Love to say this to your face,
“I’ll love you only.”
For your days and excitement,
what will you keep for to wear?
Someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?
Love and some verses you hear
say what you can’t say.
Love to say this in your ear,
“I’ll love you that way.”
From your changing contentments,
what will you choose for to share?
Someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?
come on and shoot motherfucker.
