Friday, July 15, 2011

hunting for you.

debra baxter


smores.


boooootz.

!!!!

beard envy



shredded....anyone shredded a tee at home?
lemme know of your DIY shredding adventures.

doilie top.



shoulder bling.

florals and pizza

love this top & that redring.

FAVORITE THING OF THE WEEK. 
domesticated lady centaur 


loooong fishtail pony.

rad.


via
dirty little style whore
cherry whore
oracle fox
little ship of dreams


Love Sonnet XI

by Pablo Neruda
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.


I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.


I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,


and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.


...lavois

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