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Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem,
I whisper with my lips close to your ear.
I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

— Walt Whitman, “To You” (via larmoyante)
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coquettesfancy:

Man With A Trumpet by enilffo raeppa photography on Flickr.
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apoetreflects:

Painting: Pablo Picasso, The Old Guitarist, 1903
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brookelynne:

Brooke Lynne | Michael Floyd
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Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.

— Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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violentwavesofemotion:

Liegender Frauenakt nach rechts, by Gustav Klimt (1912-1913.)
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mikeymcmichaels:

Lori Adorable - 153816IMG_5769
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coquettesfancy:

Lost railway by *freshberries
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mikeymcmichaels:

Emilie Pontellier - 153717IMG_2828
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portu666:

grimrockford
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justcallmefae:

Sometimes…You get so excited, it’s hard to focus.
~Fae~
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skripa:

2012
Nika
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kitty-en-classe:

Vincent Peters for The Face, 2002
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And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.

—
Pablo Neruda












(via franflow)
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