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True beauty express itself automatically. It's not only visible in the material, but around one's being, and within their aura. I once met a female, who was like that of a jeweled flower. Her celestial atmosphere and genuine conception could not separate from the true expression of the definition of beauty. ↗
Without her glasses Vivian did look a little frightening. She had tight sinewy strappy muscles and a face that was hardened and almost brutal - a face that might have been chiseled by a sculptor who had fallen out of love with the idea of beauty. ↗
jeg ville gerne være højere, så jeg kunne se dig i øjnene, jeg ville gerne expandere, så jeg kunne rumme os begge, jeg ville gerne koncentrere mig, så det hele kunne nås inden for dette øje-bliks grænser, så ingen overflødige ord skulle spilde tiden med at forbinde vore afstandes sår, jeg ville gerne koncentrere mig, så ordenes mislykkede graviditeter blev afbrudt, så nye afstande døde før fødselen, jeg ville gerne være højere, så jeg kunne se dig i øjnene, jeg ville gerne indfange dine øjnes udtryk og indtryk; men afstanden er for stor, og du ser det hele fra en anden vinkel - ser ned på mit forståelsessøgende blik. ↗
...en av de mänskliga rättigheterna måste vara den att för en tid få dra sig undan allt som händer och sitta så här vid sidan av skeendet, få vända världen ryggen ett ögonblick medan solen lyser och hjärtat fortsätter att dunka. ↗
We'll go down to the stream behind the house with a bottle of wine and none of our clothes and remind each other that--even in the midst of so much goodness--there are delightful ways to be wicked. And we'll swim and laugh and kiss, and the stars will shine, beautiful and bright, but Ariel will always shine brighter. At least for me. ↗
I wanted to be strong when I went back to Persuasion. Strong and beautiful and totally together. I dreamed of the day I’d get to rub all your faces in my sheer awesomeness. ↗
Oh god, Anabeth,” Ellie muttered. “Your whole life is based around sex.” “So?” she shot back. “It’s better than having sex with fictional characters!” Ellie shot up out of my desk chair. “I do not have sex with fictional characters!” “Oh puh-lease, I’ve seen the books you read, all big muscley men and virginal women and steamy sex. Why else would you read that crap if not to get off? ↗
With a chaste heart With pure eyes I celebrate your beauty Holding the leash of blood So that it might leap out and trace your outline Where you lie down in my Ode As in a land of forests or in surf In aromatic loam, or in sea music Beautiful nude Equally beautiful your feet Arched by primeval tap of wind or sound Your ears, small shells Of the splendid American sea Your breasts of level plentitude Fulfilled by living light Your flying eyelids of wheat Revealing or enclosing The two deep countries of your eyes The line your shoulders have divided into pale regions Loses itself and blends into the compact halves of an apple Continues separating your beauty down into two columns of Burnished gold Fine alabaster To sink into the two grapes of your feet Where your twin symmetrical tree burns again and rises Flowering fire Open chandelier A swelling fruit Over the pact of sea and earth From what materials Agate? Quartz? Wheat? Did your body come together? Swelling like baking bread to signal silvered hills The cleavage of one petal Sweet fruits of a deep velvet Until alone remained Astonished The fine and firm feminine form It is not only light that falls over the world spreading inside your body Yet suffocate itself So much is clarity Taking its leave of you As if you were on fire within The moon lives in the lining of your skin. ↗
