“Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you. They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume. You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you. You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair. The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak. Nothing belongs to itself anymore. You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours. He sits with us in darkness now to plot how to make you ours.” K.K.” LoveGodStarsNatureDarkLove QuotesDarknessSunWifeSeaStreetsHairMoonHusbandMountainHeartbreakSmileBelovedGirlfriendPlotBelongingLoverLovingValentineTreesPerfumeNothingBoyfriendBirdsKamandKojouriKamand KojouriIn LoveListenLove PoemsPartnerCoffee ShopRoadsRestaurantBarBelongBookstoreSitCafeBookshopStoreOwnerRomantic PoemsShopItselfAnymoreBelongsShort Love PoemsSangSheepishTraversed Author:Kamand Kojouri
“On doit laisser pousser ses ongles pendant quinze jours. Oh ! Comme il est doux d’arracher brutalement de son lit un enfant qui n’a rien encore sur la lèvre supérieure, et, avec les yeux très ouverts, de faire semblant de passer suavement la main sur son front, en inclinant en arrière ses beaux cheveux! Puis, tout à coup, au moment où il s’y attend le moins, d’enfoncer les ongles longs dans sa poitrine molle, de façon qu’il ne meure pas; car, s’il mourait, on n’aurait pas plus tard l’aspect de ses misères. Ensuite, on boit le sang en léchant les blessures ; et, pendant ce temps, qui devrait durer autant que l’éternité dure, l’enfant pleure.” VampireHorreurMaldororSangChant PremierOngle Author:Comte de Lautréamont
“The salt and the sea and the breeze tugged on me, sang to me.” SeaSarah J MaasFeyreFeyre ArcheronSaltBreezeA Court Of Mist And FurySangTuggedPull Of The Sea Book:A Court of Mist and Fury Source: A Court of Mist and Fury