visitheworld:
St. Andrew’s and Andrew’s Descent in Kiev, Ukraine (by Roads Less Traveled).
"And I’ll dance with you in Vienna,
I’ll be wearing a river’s disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
my mouth on the dew of your thighs.
And I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
with the photographs there and the moss.
And I’ll yield to the flood of your beauty,
my cheap violin and my cross."
- Leonard Cohen, Stranger Music: Selected Poems and Songs (via
danseurs)
"posterity, n.
I try not to think about us growing old together, mostly because I try not to think about growing old at all. Both things — the years passing, the years together — are too enormous to contemplate. But one morning, I gave in. You were asleep, and I imagined you older and older. Your hair graying, your skin folded and creased, your breath catching. And I found myself thinking: If this continues, if this goes on, then when I die, your memories of me will be my greatest accomplishment. Your memories will be my most lasting impression."
-David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via
danseurs)
danseurs:
Paris Sunset from the Louvre window (by Dimitry B)
"flux, n.
The natural state. Our moods change. Our lives change. Our feeling for each other change. Our bearings change. The song changes. The air changes. The temperature of the shower changes.
Accept this. We must accept this."
-David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via
danseurs)
