She once asked me
the name of my
favourite poet
and I replied

God

She laughed
and played along
and asked me
which one of his
works was my
absolute favourite

I said it was
the one
where he
wrote her
into existence.

Nav K (via d0wntime)

Dos cuerpos frente a frente
Son a veces dos olas
Y la noche es océano.

Dos cuerpos frente a frente
Son a veces dos piedras
Y la noche desierto.

Dos cuerpos frente a frente
Son a veces raíces
En la noche enlazadas.

Dos cuerpos frente a frente
Son a veces navajas
Y la noche relámpago.

Dos cuerpos de Octavio Paz (via grosella)

The past is beautiful because one never realizes an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

Virginia Woolf (via simply-quotes)