walk this way..

One thing I love about me is that if you were, or are, an important person to me, I'll cherish every our memories somewhere. Whether it could be a painting, or a poem, a photo, the mug you gave me after coming back from Madrid, or the package of the biscuit you offered me in that caffe. A piece of you will always be part of me, and will sit peacefully somewhere in my house next to piles of books and the sweet scent of orange and bergamot.

"I just wanted to tell you that you are so beautiful this morning, so beautiful that I fall in love 5 times before you even open your eyes, so beautiful that I send wishes to the moon that the sun should see your smile again, so beautiful in fact that I fall for you ceaselessly.."

Wake up darling, it's light out and my my my you are so beautiful - eUë

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In a cold world, a warm heart is a wonderful thing, www.compassmethods.com.

Warm Heart wins the Pegasus World Cup Turf

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What a lovely smile!

You've got a second chance

You could go home

Escape it all, it's just irrelevant

You've got a warm heart

You've got a beautiful brain

But it's disintegrating

Due to yesterday being Easter I spent the day thinking about how Easter would be for Wilhemina and Billie Dean, and I’ve come to the conclusion that 1- Wilhemina would absolutely emphasize that she finds it stupid and doesn’t want any chocolate, but of course Billie would spoil her and at the end, she’d cave in and admit that Easter chocolate is, in fact, better than normal chocolate and, deep down, the reason she doesn’t like Easter is because no one ever cared to remember her. And 2- Wilhemina would spoil the shit out of Billie Dean because how the fuck does one act in Easter? It’s a new thing for Venable, to have someone in special dates and so she decided it must mean she has to show her affection through gifts which means showering Billie Dean in chocolate. Yeah. Just a thought.

Warm Sheets

Sidereal pain,

Sanguine eyes,

Long langue.

Frosted violet hands

On your ignited, beating chest,

Resuscitating me one reassurance at a time.

"You are a breath of winter and I fall for you like snow, my heart falls with a gravity unknown.."

You are the warm hearth where I sit in winter, you are where I go to be home - eUë

Your heart folds a paper note, it’s beat delivering the message to mine; my heart envelopes it’s warmth, blowing a kiss through the veins of my hands which caress your face.