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When bodies talk, a hand brushing across a face declares love the tongue never speaks. When bodies talk, eyes make promises and lips keep them in the silent transfer of vows of the heart.

When bodies talk, a steady stare and firm glance becomes a rod of correction.

When bodies talk, they speak to us all in quiet whispers, heart-to-heart, and soul-to-soul, in soundless conversations.

– Stella Payton –

Ice inside your body

blood inside your soul …

hugging your skinny bones

‘What’s the difference’

clear up what you are

burn out these eyes

rip up this place and scream

‘I am your slice of life’

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=tkBivvXwEWM

Bauhaus – Slice of life

I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

– Albert Camus – The Fall

Ph : Ruslan Lobanov

I’d come to realize that all our troubles

spring from our failure to use

plain, clear-cut language.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Memory is a petal that sits on her heart and disturbs …

– J. Breuer –

Being there was like having a good cry, the clearing of the air after weight has been held.

– Aimee Bender –

Ph : Marino Parisotto

I like to smile at the men ( women ) who look mean so they know I believe in their better selves. That makes a difference in the world …

– Aimee Bender –

It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.

– Aimee Bender –

Because I thought I was in love. And when you think you’re in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.

– Becca Fitzpatrick – Hush, Hush

Ph : Marino Parisotto

I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.

– Becca Fitzpatrick – Crescendo

Ph : Marino Parisotto