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Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Priscila∞Buiar∞Reis∞Kiss me like a stranger∞

 

                                       

 
 
                                                            🍊🌻❤️‍🔥♾️  

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Tuesday, October 18, 2022

Priscila Buiar ∞ Reis ∞ Stupid Wife ∞ Deep Sea


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Sunday, October 2, 2022

Priscila ∞ Buiar ∞ Reis ∞ Death of Me ∞ ❤️‍🔥

 

 
 
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Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Priscila ∞ Buiar ∞ Reis ∞

 Kiss me like a stranger ∞ ❤️‍🔥 

                                  

                                       🍊🌻❤️‍🔥♾️

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Saturday, September 26, 2020

Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.

The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image. If in loving them we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them: we only love the reflection of ourselves we find in them.




― Thomas Merton
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Saturday, August 1, 2020

♡∞


I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.
















And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.




C.R.

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Constantly, consistently, continually..

                                                                                                       YOU.                       
                                
                                  In a world full of temporary things..
                                       You are a perpetual feeling.


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Wednesday, July 29, 2020



There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that peak their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through every one of your chapters and maybe fold corners of you that inspired them most. You will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.



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You can break me down, take my breath away I know it’s comin' babe, your ways are dangerous You got your walls high, I still climb them You got those things you hide, I still find them...




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blue... you



Gazing deeply into your soul
those blue blue eyes tell it all
the hidden past you try to escape
the future that always dreamt
soaring higher, new sensation
the light reflects new temptation
can this ever be as true as it seems
can it go on forever, a long lasting dream
this new feeling, i thought i've had
is now true, forgotten past
caught in those eyes, your blue blue eyes
floating in, you wonder why
it's everything you've ever done
that draws me to the only one
don't ever want this feeling to end
my love for you has only just begun...



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Sunday, July 26, 2020

You are everything..


You are the ocean
And the moon that controls it
The proof and the reason of time.. 









































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In any version of reality..



I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place, some other existence.
































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Saturday, July 25, 2020

You


You are sky, soil and sea.
You are fire and also freedom.
You are air, light and peace.
You are tenderness and also honesty.
You are world, simplicity and inmensity.
You are infinite and also eternity.
You are harmony, courage and certainty.
You are life and much more.


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Thursday, July 23, 2020

I love you in a place where there's no space or time.. ∞



The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes.



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The way you entry to my mind..



The way you are
The way you do
The way you breathe
The way you play
The way you feel
The way you touch
The way you entry to my mind
You I love you..



The way you smile
The way you talk
The way you kiss
The way you love
The way you look
The way you walk
The way you entry to my mind
You I want you..





No matter what you do
And no matter where you go
I know
I love you
And I don't want nobody else..


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Friday, February 1, 2019

Consequences.. Expectations.. 🌑 💥




My name on your lips
Your air in my lungs
Drowned in oxygen
Now you've set the scene
High on intimacy
Drawing me above..



























In my head
In my veins
In the way you give and take
In the weight that you weigh
On my body
On my brain..

 


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Thursday, May 17, 2018

If I gave you my heart, would you take it
If I gave you my heart, would you break it
If I gave you a secret, would you keep it..


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You're the smoke in the air, everywhere
You're the truth, you're the dare, You're the lie
And I don't want to stare, but I swear
No that nothing compares, To your eyes..






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There's no other drug.. like love.


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Saturday, September 3, 2016

All, everything that I understand, I only understand because I love.


I saw that you were perfect, and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more.

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Friday, August 5, 2016

Too far away to feel you..


But I can't forget your skin
Wonder what you're up too
What state of mind you're in
Are you thinking about the last time
Your lips all over me
'Cause I play it and I rewind
Where you are I wanna be..
























T.L.


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Wednesday, August 3, 2016

I let myself go..


 Captured effortlessly
That's the way it was
Happened so naturally
I did not know it was love
The next thing I felt was
You holding me close
What was I gonna do?
I let myself go..

Ain't nobody
Loves me better
Makes me happy
Makes me feel this way 
Ain't nobody
Loves me better
I let myself go..
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

P.J.

 
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Sunday, July 3, 2016

When you hold me in your arms Burns like fire and electricity When you're close I feel the sparks Takes me higher to infinity..


I couldn't leave if I wanted to
Cause something keeps pulling me back to you
From the very first time we loved
From the very first time we touched
The stroke of your fingers
The scent of you lingers
My mind running wild
With thoughts of your smile
Oh, you gotta give me some
Or you could give it all
But it's never enough, no..


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Tuesday, February 9, 2016

blue eyes..


Gazing deeply into your soul
those blue blue eyes tell it all
the hidden past you try to escape
the future that always dreamt
soaring higher, new sensation
the light reflects new temptation
can this ever be as true as it seems
can it go on forever, a long lasting dream
this new feeling, i thought i've had
is now true, forgotten past
caught in those eyes, your blue blue eyes
floating in, you wonder why
it's everything you've ever done
that draws me to the only one
don't ever want this feeling to end
my love for you has only just begun.. 






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Wednesday, October 14, 2015

..parted lips





















"I wish to stay drenched
forever....in those rain blue eyes

in those..soul-reaching crystals

not moving a muscle, nor breathing,
just...savouring...
this turquoise ache,
against my heart...

this molten affection...

this delicious...devastation
tearful...tenderness

this longing's kiss
with parted lips."



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Monday, September 14, 2015

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

It's like if you..


.. if you deny yourself something long enough... for whatever self-imposed reason, you know, the moment you are faced with any real external imposition you're going to voluntarily want to do the thing that you were trying so hard not to do.


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Thursday, June 25, 2015

Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.


A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have the integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love.














-Osho




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Sunday, June 21, 2015

Enchanté..


Come here in the duality of time. The things I feel now I never thought I'd find. I wonder if our future was written in our past. I was your first taste, would you be my last..


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I didn’t want to fall for you, I wasn’t supposed to, but I have.


She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.


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Friday, June 19, 2015

Maybe Someday..


I can feel your madness now I can feel your fire now It's what I burn for...


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Human desire for Love..

 
 
 
There is a desire within each of us,
in the deep center of ourselves
that we call our heart.
We were born with it,
it is never completely satisfied,
and it never dies.
We are often unaware of it,
but it is always awake.

It is the Human desire for Love.
Every person in this Earth yearns to love,
to be loved, to know love.
Our true identity, our reason for being
is to be found in this desire.

Love is the "why" of life,
why we are functioning at all.
I am convinced
it is the fundamental energy
of the human spirit.
the fuel on which we run,
the wellspring of our vitality.

And grace,
which is the flowing,
creative activity, of love itself,
is what makes all goodness possible.

Love should come first,
it should be the beginning of,
and the reason for everything.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love..


 It may look paradoxical to you, but it's not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of another person--without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other. They allow the other absolute freedom, because they know that if the other leaves, they will be as happy as they are now. Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, because it is not given by the other.







































-Osho


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Saturday, May 23, 2015

In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said..


Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way.























-P.N.




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Thursday, April 2, 2015

A singular soul perpetually seeking its counterpart throughout multiple lives.


Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.

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Thursday, March 19, 2015

You see the first thing we love is a scene..


For love at first sight requires the very sign of its suddenness; and of all things, it is the scene which seems to be seen best for the first time: a curtain parts and what had not yet ever been seen is devoured by the eyes: the scene consecrates the object I am going to love. The context is the constellation of elements, harmoniously arranged that encompass the experience of the amorous subject...

Love at first sight is always spoken in the past tense. The scene is perfectly adapted to this temporal phenomenon: distinct, abrupt, framed, it is already a memory (the nature of a photograph is not to represent but to memorialize)... this scene has all the magnificence of an accident: I cannot get over having had this good fortune: to meet what matches my desire.

The gesture of the amorous embrace seems to fulfill, for a time, the subject's dream of total union with the loved being: The longing for consummation with the other... In this moment, everything is suspended: time, law, prohibition: nothing is exhausted, nothing is wanted: all desires are abolished, for they seem definitively fulfilled... A moment of affirmation; for a certain time, though a finite one, a deranged interval, something has been successful: I have been fulfilled (all my desires abolished by the plenitude of their satisfaction).”







































― Roland Barthes



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Sunday, March 15, 2015

Choose..!


You know how they say : If you love two people at the same time, choose the second. Because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second. I think that with one kiss you will know who to choose, your heart will tell you. And sometimes the first one is the good choice and the second just an illusion... and sometimes the other way around.. Now let your heart decide and your lips.. They never wrong.


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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Love? I need a lot of love.


Of course you do. Everyone does. It's funny that we never say it. It's OK to scream, 'I'm starving' in public if you are hungry; it's OK to make a fuss and say, 'I'm so sleepy', if you are tired; but somehow we cannot say, 'I need some more love.' Why can't we say it? It's just as basic a need.






































C.B.

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