Dance in the shadows.
Open starlight.
Dark heart.
Love, V
- by me
- think and feel
- astral
- bloom and grow
- cats
- creativity
- cuteness
- handwritten
- literature
- love
- mandala
- music
- noir
- poetry
- quotes
- sex
- smoking
- spaces
- spirituality
- unicorn
- water
- wings
- women
- irina lazareanu
- devon aoki
- lily cole
- angelina jolie
- drew barrymore
Woman and cat.
Girl and guitar.
Twenty-two years old.
Cultural creative.
This is my voice.
Love,
V
P.S.
Love to hear from you.
Write me.
links
+/-
a print a day
acceso restrito
alonetone
anne: j'adore
astronomy picture of the day
audrey kawasaki found
beautiful and depraved
beautiful pictures
beautiful things
cultural creatives ?
daydream lily
dear ada
déModé
feanne: art, love, life & the senses
from betsy with love
girl meets nyc
laureola
le smoking
leelyth
loveology
mewl
my love for you is a stampede of horses
sex in art
space collective
tatielle
ted ideas worth spreading
the artist's way
The Woman, The Water, & The Stars
I drink starlight
And dance in moon river
My eyes deep as the dawn
My heart light as a feather
Water warms my limbs
Silvers my skin
Touches my lips
Kisses my hips
Wet fingertips
Trace stars in the night
Writing poetry
On the sky
I bloom in the shadows
And dance in the fire
I believe in the wind,
In the earth, in delight
I drink starlight
And dance in moon river
My hands bright as a song
My heart light as a feather
Feanne (via aesthetikitten)
Two voices, one song.
Two minds, one dream.
Two hearts, one pulse.
Two souls, one flame. ”
Feanne (via aesthetikitten)
Let your beauty unfold
Pale white like the skin
Stretched over your bones
Spring keeps you ever close
You are second hand smoke
You are so fragile and thin
Standing trial for your sins
Holding onto yourself the best you can
You are the smell before the rain
You are the blood in my veins ”
The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot, Brand New (via letthewookieewin)
An orgasm is one of the biggest reinforcers imaginable. If you associate orgasm with your wife, a kiss, a scent, a body, that is what, over time, will turn you on; if you open your focus to an endless stream of ever-more-transgressive images of cybersex, that is what it will take to arouse you. The ubiquity of sexual images does not free the power of Eros but dilutes it.
I am not advocating a return to the days of hiding female sexuality, but I am noting that the power and charge of sex are maintained when there is some sacredness to it.
Mac Macguff, Juno Movie (via yourhappyplace) (via quote-book)
Feanne (via aesthetikitten)
Tell me something you learned today?
Me?
I learned that Monsanto, the same company that produced DDT (stuff they said was harmless only to find out much later on it’s very bad) and Agent Orange (stuff that is intentionally toxic), is the same one that produces recombinant bovine growth hormone (stuff they inject into cows so they get fatter or have huge udders) and genetically engineered seed (patented stuff so the farmers are required to buy seed from them every season).
I also learned that being demanding towards my boyfriend is okay, as long as I manage to do it in a cute way. ;)
Let’s kiss in the rain.
On Your Knees
A silk scarf around your wrists,
I pull and wrap and tie and twist.
A delicate shimmering of thin strands,
A tight knot to bind your hands.
A cat’s tongue against your neck,
Sleek, pink, velvet wet.
Hungry hands slide down your hips,
Hungry eyes and hungry lips.
Hot skin and soft bites:
Our beautiful, ravenous appetites.
Erotic poetry by
violetvoice.tumblr.com
January 6, 2010
