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chandelyer:Poem Bangkok Timeless Collection Chapter V: “Sonnet Of The Moon”

Midnight EscapismOh! How my fingertips yearn to glide throughblooming buds and decaying stalks as th

Klopstock’s Messias. Fünfter Gesang. = Klopstock’s Messiah. Canto Five.Johann Friedrich Leybol

❤️❤️ #nrhart #nrhartpoetry #nrhartquotes #poetry #prose #poems #romanticpoetry #romanticism #poetsof

“You and I, our souls forever tangled like the wolf is to the moon. “Beauty and her Beast @n.r.hart

Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “I ascend from the moon, I ascend from the

moonwaterproductions:halevneck:(ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧#like chill hes literally in love already what the fuck

moonnaiden:heartshop:Leonard Cohen, from Selected PoemsKalafina, oblivious

Maud Fuller Petersham (1890-1971) & Miska Petersham (1888-1960), ‘Mr. Moon’, “

Walt Whitman, from “Dirge for Two Veterans”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Lo, the moon ascending,up fro

mamma-wolf:denise levertov, everything that acts is actual

Walter Breker, artwork for the poem Mondschaf  / Moonsheep by Christian Morgenstern, 1970/1905. Germ

slobbering:“Women are amazing creatures-sweet, soft, gentle, and far more savage than we are.”― Robe

Landscape with Rider, Aleksanders Romans (1910)Pale Moon, Sky LotusPale moon, sky lotus,Planted by I

Izumi Shikibu, as collected in The Ink Dark Moon (tr. Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Aratani). It is bel

christopherpoindexter:Super moon my loves :) this tiny poem is available on Etsy! “The Universe and

nadiea:moonlight (2016) / you are jeff, richard siken

chandelyer:Poem Bangkok Timeless Collection Chapter V: “Sonnet Of The Moon”

micdotcom:Twitter users rewrote ‘Goodnight Moon’ for Trump’s America

evermore-fashion:Poem Bangkok ‘Sonnet Of The Moon’ Chapter 5 Timeless Collection 

she didn’t specify which poemplease do not use or repost

“I wrote a poem on your back as we lay on our stomachswatching the moon rise above the sea.You told

Overcome with pity for this worldMy tears obscure my sight;I wonder can it be the moonWhose melancho

poetofthepiano:moonlandingwasfaked:sufficientlylargen:stubblesmacbeth:spacetwinks:i know there’s 9 h

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