Roll,
and splash around
through my warmest ink;
let it streak your body,
spilling into mind,
while
steadily
warming
your bluest veins.
Step barefoot through
my intentions,
stripped,
wading this man’s
inner everything.
Close
your eyes,
allowing yourself
to become the parchment
of love’s enduring
landscape;
catch
the pulse
of inspiration’s
heavy rains.
—me ॐ
~ Amazing poetry. ~
I love this. And hear it always.
I miss your beautiful face,
Though there is beauty around me,
Beauty inside me.
His hands slip around me,
Move me, hold me like a dancer,
And it is intoxicatingly beautiful…
And I still think of you when I lay down to sleep.
I am blessed with unspeakable sweetness
From men of incredible beauty…
And still, I think of yours, I want to be blessed by you.
You’ve asked me to stop,
Demanded that I stop,
Attempted to crush this iron heart…
And it will only melt for you, if only you would be warm again.
Come back.
Come back.
Come back and see me; save me.
Be my Superman.
So true.
Typewriter Series #1293 by Tyler Knott Gregson
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This is exactly how I feel, almost all the time.
“I think we just missed each other,” she said. “You fell in love with me too late. I loved you prematurely.
"And don’t you think it’s a terrible joke that the universe is playing? Do you suppose we can reverse the clocks?
I’ll walk a little slower this time,” she said, “I’ll give you a chance to catch up.”
Excerpt from a story blossomfully will never write.
This is so lovely. Honestly. Gosh.
Translation: There is no love without fear of love.
Traducción: No hay amor sin miedo al amor.
Salva-Corpus-Amanti “Save the Lover’s Body”
This is how I picture the world will end. Earth, Air, Water, Fire.
So beautiful.
In the Hellenistic period, artists were interested in more than just standard ideal figures. Bronze—surpassing marble with its tensile strength, reflective effects, and ability to hold fine detail—was employed for dynamic compositions, dazzling displays of the nude body, and graphic expressions of age and character.
This image is of an athlete, fresh from competition, with a realistic disheveled head of hair. The finely chiseled strands are swept up and around in different directions creating this dynamic hairstyle.
Now on view in “Power and Pathos” at the Getty Center through November 1.
Statue of an Athlete (Apoxyomenos), A.D. 1-90. Kunsthistorisches Museum Wien, Antikensammlung. Image courtesy of and © KHM-Museumsverband. Collection of Greek and Roman Antiquities / Ephesos Museum
Oceans of Mine 