I Would Need Infinite Words To Explain My Vast Love For You, I Would Need Infinite Minutes And Hours

Erika L. Sánchez, from Lessons on Expulsion: Poems; “The Loop"

light at the end of the tunnel.

Maybe

Competition kills the joy of the process.

He is so much like me, talking to him is like talking to myself, looking into his eyes is just like looking into the mirror.

-Anneshwa

[ID: text seen as; ‘(JULY IS OVER AND THERE’S VERY LITTLE TRACE)’

a poem by Frank O’Hara]

Sometimes they say I'm

mad, but a grain of

madness is the best of art.

-Vincent van Gogh (At Eternity's Gate)

“Soulmates aren’t just lovers.”

— Ryn Weaver

Seal my honey drenched lips, with your petal soft kiss. Place your heaven made palm on my feather dulcet skin. Let them words flow from your poetic mouth, and let them become tattoos on my sacred back. Just like the sea rumbles for the the passionate moon, and so do, i for you.

Anneshwa Paul🌻

Somedays i love the sunsets, somedays the Sunflowers and most days, both.

Anneshwa Paul

In a mood to dissolve in tranquility of the Earth, to get away from the madness and chaos and just breathe freely. In a mood to surrender to love and all its limitlessness. In a mood to bathe in the warmth of the sunny air.

- Anneshwa