Posts tagged ‘stars’

April 3, 2013

Tiny Magic Magic

by Emma

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Emma.

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March 7, 2013

TinyMagic Everyday: 23

by Emma

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Emma. Twenty-three.

February 27, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday:15

by Katyslany

Strange Universes: Katy

February 21, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday : 9

by Katyslany

I couldn’t even flinch my finch,
We have so many years of missing of nostalgia of the mono no.
The wabi sabi tree waiting for us to grow it and grow our books and volumes.
We are writing.
The manifesto of Primordial Romance.
We will grip our hearts to give them wings my dove
We will see into our minds and our teeth will chatter until they sing the songs of paper heart birds.
We will wet the hearts of every sweet honeysuckle.
We will build our bones to the sky, reaching and hunting for our transcendent home
We will find home in the recklessness of our hand in hand
We will look in the window of eachother’s faces and take our lives to make more.
We will birth ourselves back into light
We will eat the poison of holy plants and grow back our roots
We will count the stars and the cycles of the moon and at every one we will hold hands, look up and sigh, facing one direction together, the desert , the riverbed the mountain.
We will pour our beauty everywhere
We will have good ears, and be good listeners
We will let our feet shift beneath us, non attachment to place and space
We will get slick and messy with pain (t)
We will paint eachother. as much as possible, bird wings licked onto skin, seahorses and wind chimes.
We will take eachother to the ocean when we are sad.
We will not stop.
We will end
We will begin.
Wake up in the morning hearts clutched hands woven
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Katy

January 5, 2013

universe of milk and ember, your hot kiss in mid December

by Emma

September 28, 2012

Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s only because in my dream I’m a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands

by Emma

new series by gorka postigo

August 24, 2012

marry the night

by Emma

EmmaGini

June 4, 2012

And silence drops from out of the night into this city, the briefest of silences, like a falter between heartbeats, like a darkness between blinks.

by Emma

IF NOBODY SPEAKS OF REMARKABLE THINGS

 

Secretly, there is always this moment, an unexpected pause, a hesitation as one day is left behind and a new one begins.
We are in that moment now, there is silence and the whole city is still.

 

 

May 5, 2012

more weetz

by Emma

silver stars
yes please!