November 2009
41 posts
“Like all dreamers, I confuse disenchantment with truth.”
—Jean–Paul Sartre (via samsaramotel) (via lookunderfoot) (via corners) (via booklover)
7 days 7 nights
I’ve not tasted your delight
Sing my song make me long
for your godly stung love bites
Feed me this feed me that
Put your finger on my map
Ride my seas kiss me please
Can you find my honey trap
Bring me jewels bring me fools
Bring me rhythm soul and blues
Feed me this feed me that
Bring me nothing less than you.