I open your legs with my knee so I don’t have to stain my hands on your light. You are burning, luminescent, and I am afraid that if I touch you too deeply you will devour me as the moon devours the sky.
— Hungry Moon by writingsforwinter (via writingsforwinter)
Silence is beautiful, not awkward. The human tendency to be afraid of something beautiful is awkward.
— Elliott Kay (via pale-afternoon)