Guess I'll keep on a rambling.

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

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“I still think that maybe the “afterlife” is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe we are just matter, and matter gets recycled”

“I still think that maybe the “afterlife” is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe we are just matter, and matter gets recycled”

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You have 6 tattoos.
Full lips. Good, strong hands.
You have 7 freckles on your back,
they map out the big dipper.

You have a scar on your left arm
you carved in high school.
The first time you pulled off your t shirt
I traced the line with my fingers and fell in love
with your strength.

You are a hero
for living from that moment
to this one. You never need to apologize
for how you chose to survive

Your body is a map I know every inch of
and if anyone else
were to kiss me, all they would taste
is your name.

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Madagascar Moon Moth. Photo by Roselien Raimond

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“The less you reveal the more people can wonder.”

“The less you reveal the more people can wonder.”

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Paul Baribeau – Strawberry

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finedineonmyvegangenitalia:

To say that you are cute would be like saying a strawberry is sweet,
Because a strawberry has secret flavors that are sharp, and tart, and red, and deep,
And I would love to find you growing wild out by the woods.
I would make a basket with the front of my t-shirt and take home as many of you as I could.
And to say that you are pretty would be like saying that the ocean is blue,
‘Cause the ocean is full of all kinds of colors,
And I see all kinds of things when I look at you.
And I want to explore you with my tenni shoes off,
Standing ankle deep in a tide pool,
With my khaki pants rolled up,
And to say that you are funny would be like saying that the night sky is black,
‘Cause the night sky is filled with stars and comets and planets that no one has seen yet.
And I want to look at you,
Lying down on my front lawn,
I’ll try to take you all in at once,
But you just go on and on and on.

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