"you are the sugar that my body craves."

stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017

i didn't learn her name. i don't think i want to. © 2019 by kylie / outerworlds

i am jealous of anyone who has ever touched you

Italy. A nostalgic love story between the present and the past of a woman who returns to her hometown after years on her father's death anniversary and a sailor with only his life in the sea. Memories and passion never die in this town where adventure and sadness resemble the different skies of a dantesque Hell and Heaven.

if only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine

I miss your last glacé clandestine kiss, I miss the way you left me with a broken promise, I miss our love's perfidious bliss, I miss how i felt falling down your tenebrous abyss, and now I dip my feather into the murky ink to frame a masterpiece of times I thought you and I shared a love that was endless - remi