By night, Love, tie your heart to mine...

Love Sonnet XI

by Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

And I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

littlebitsoflust:

thecupcakeslut:

You could have everything I own in exchange for this right now.

Everythings right with the world when your arms are around me.

(Source: blenzz)

NSFW (maybe a reblog)

NSFW (maybe a reblog)

*SIGH*
miogiardinosecreto:
✿ 
I love being with you.
I also love the “after” that occurs.
After we…After us…After you.
I look at me in the mirror…
I see the “after”
The little scratches…The little bruises…The little hickeys…
And I smile.
Because in the aftermath…Amidst all the after-effects…
I get to see what is, after all…
My happy ever after.
♥✿

*SIGH*

miogiardinosecreto:

I love being with you.

I also love the “after” that occurs.

After we…
After us…
After you.

I look at me in the mirror…

I see the “after”

The little scratches…
The little bruises…
The little hickeys…

And I smile.

Because in the aftermath…
Amidst all the after-effects…

I get to see what is, after all…

My happy ever after.

(Source: maxtremist)