. on the way to you .

Sins

like a dream

remembering how my dad called my mom “his girl” until he died, is how I think of love

Love Cycle 🎨Loui Jover

I love you is a whole book

Kees van Dongen

self chosen solitude is pure magic

Lovers

*kisses the chip on your shoulder

when they make you feel more than skin deep beautiful

by Kimiko Kojima

Whatever sacrament you’re into.

hold me snug around the waist and tell me everything that made you smile today

Send me a pdf of your love.

Book Cover of the Day:

find me at the local arts festival

the nighttime thoughts are most intuitive

with you, I want to

if i ever come up on a grip the first thing i would do is create 18th & 19th century-inspired leatherbound editions for all the black literary classics: fiction, poetry, history, memoir, biography, etc... morrison, ellison, james, lorde, achebe, hooks, hurston, reed, tutuola, etc/etc

I be the bird with the broken wing and you kiss it

Geranium in flowerpots, 1915 ~ Jan Franken

Vincent van Gogh - The Kingfisher by the Waterside, c 1887

Beach sun #sunshine #sunlight #blueskyartshow #beach #sun #water #bluesky #photography

yeah I’m soft, but I still do my workout with my arm in a sling kind of soft

loving is effortless it’s the holding of love that needs intention

hold me the closest you can hold me

hi babe is such a pretty poem

We could hide. We can go live in the forest.

Suzanne Valadon. Nitess💤

I’m just looking for you

Artists have always loved to sketch! Sketch of a sparrow from Egypt dated c. 1479–1458 BC. Some 3,500 years ago in Egypt, artists used flakes of limestone as sketchpads! MMA excavations 1922-23, Deir el-Bahri. 📷 The Met www.metmuseum.org/art/collecti... #Archaeology

i need to visit the seaside and listen to the sound of the waves this year or else i will turn to dust

My painting TROUT WATER

Wilhelm Trübner (1876) Parklandschaft mit Brücke" (Parklandschaft with Bridge).

that time when his forest fell in love with my sea

fuck nudes show me your bibliography

Walter Battiss, Sailing on a Summer's Day.

When all else fails read books and listen to vinyl records.

Pierre Bonnard, Pierre Bonnard, Fruit on the red carpet.

looking for love now more than ever

And suddenly, it was February

Find a sunset to soak up

life is beautiful and a brute

make a wish

he’s into my sweetness

The moon tonight

making stars with golden yarn and his words to me