"Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her too. She was different. After all, I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair." Quote by Christopher Poindexter.
"knowing that it will either save me or it will cripple me. for if there is one thing beautiful in this crumbling world: it is love. the curling of souls." and yet there is still hope in Love itself.
A new favourite poet of mine, who was pointed out to me by a Norwegian friend.
She was never crazy. She didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her. For it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours, and she was always willing to burn for everything she ever loved.
John Keats Quote Typed on Typewriter / by WhiteCellarDoor on Etsy
"A kind of light spread out from her ." -John Steinbeck, East of Eden. Favorite Book EVER
"She stared at the stars, like they were pillows for her mind and is their light/she could rest her heavy head" -Christopher Poindexter Poetry
This love, it is true. There was a reason she loved the moon so much . It was because the moon didn't critisize her , didn't talk bad to her . The moon just watched and gave off light .
"Some of my favorite seconds on earth are the seconds filled with my lips spilled upon your collarbone & my hair nestled into your fist.
Simmer Down christopher poindexter. My Cajun granddaddy used to tell us to "simmer down". Love that phrase. This is a wise poem.
"She buried her ears into the calm of his heartbeat, and in a matter of seconds fell terribly in love with the way her loneliness fell softly and suddenly, asleep, in his chest." Quote by Christopher Poindexter.