The world has enough women who are tough;
I want to be tender.
There are enough women who are coarse;
I want to be kind.
There are enough women who are rude;
I want to be refined.
We have enough women of fame and fortune;
I want to be one of faith.
We have enough greed; we need more goodness.
We have enough vanity; we need more virtue.
We have enough popularity; we need more purity.
You inspire me, Margaret.
Posts tagged words.
I want you because there aren’t any good words for who you are. The only ones that come to mind are earnest, sad clichés like ‘amazing’ and ‘magnetic’ and ‘fascinating’ and I don’t want to use them, but on the other hand they are the only words, and cliché or not they are honest words and I’m not sure consulting a thesaurus at this point would be genuine. And it’s not that I want you officially, like I want your last name or your Sunday mornings or your hard shiny promise, I just want to absorb you. I want to know what you know, want to hear your stories, want to filter through them gently and get lost in them, them and the soft hypnosis of your hands in my hair.
Typewriter Series #229 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Photo Courtesy: hanxiaotian
feelings all over the place this weekend. missing so many people, things…
She was beautiful, in the quiet way that lonely, unnoticed people are beautiful to those who notice them.