.Mangeur de Lion

Chronic Airhead with a penchant for Photography, Poetry and Punani.

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A Moment To Remember ~ 



Long Island City view [2] ~

Gotta love HDR. The possibilities are endless 😍

Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures.
No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.
Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me (via quoted-books)


… As i set myself comfortably in the silence,
What is this i hear?
The shriek of hope screaming at my yawning conscious.
Calling it back to the hypnosis, this gnawing mindgame
From which i was once bound.
And again. I turn back to that distant light
As if it wasn’t burning my eyes,
As if it wasn’t burning through my soul…

My will is cured, my heart is once again king.
And hers beats louder than ever, but this time i’ll follow her melody, Till time reunites us and the edge slips from under me …
And i fall to my knees ever so hopelessly hopeful
To kiss her longing lips.

My hands shake as i write these words
But I hope you won’t read the painful hesitation in my prose.
These thoughts are clear and my will is firm,
But as always my body urges for her narcotic poison,
For her sweet love-like fragrance
For the suave electric murmur of her skin
For the enticing smack of her pink lips.

Till now i wish the trick of time would play in my favor,
That you would open you eyes
Because you have yet to acknowledge the fact
That i’d ness less if i had more.

These words she will never hear
From this hidden defaced heart
Mute from the lacerations of our time together
Constantly and infinitesimally maimed
By every second of her absence.

(via popetedthefirst)


Differences in Love. 

KSK x NM I on Flickr.

Dripping Lights ~ on Flickr.

Photo by : Ted Olivier Mompérousse


Trying to find a way to take a good pic without my hair getting in the way.