
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
It’s me your favorite girl, eating vanilla cake at 2 am
to myself,
i am trying to love you more
“The dreamy air is full, and overflows / With tender memories (…)”— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, from The Poet’s Calendar; “October,”
“Mille rêves en moi font de douces brûlure (A thousand dreams within me softly burn)”— Arthur Rimbaud
“She had a passionate longing for the garden, the darkness, the pure sky, the stars.”— Anton Chekhov, “After the Theatre” (via lesgardenias)
i aim for sweetness and softness to take over my entire being
— Enchanted, 2007.
love love love
all i have for you is love