“No one knows you No But I sing of you I sing, for later on, Of your profile and your grace The noble maturity of your understanding Your appetite for death and the taste of its mouth The sadness in your valiant gaiety.” /Federico Garcia Lorca/
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She, whose beautiful face could enslave a man, she, whose haughtiness makes...– Rumi, Woman, a Ray of God (via gardenofrumi)
The memory of you makes my heart pound And my eyes cry tears of blood, Until,...– Rumi (via gardenofrumi)
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e-schatology: pengpenguins: We broke up because communists always break up with me. We broke up because you are so busy being a communist, you forgot how to be a person, how to treat people. We broke up because there hasn’t been a revolution yet. … Either my ex wrote in to the guardian or the struggle ain’t for lovers.