|| BEAU TAPLIN ||
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Beau Taplin. I post poems and dangerous ideas.
I never could understand the people who so badly desire endings– our lives are not a bad film or book, they are like a ship exploring infinite ocean, and the good news: we are at its helm.
"It wasn’t perfect – nothing is.
but at least we were together
and that was close enough for me."
the important things.
"You are both
the reason my
and the reason
"This is more than I love you.
This is more than I need you.
This is fire, everywhere.
This is my bones bending
at the very thought of you.
This is the way a kiss
from you swept me
off my feet as if I were hit by
a hurricane on the moon.
This is the way your voice is spring––
the reason I bloom.
It’s a powerful moment you know.
the one where you realize at last
this person breathing next to you is
someone worth dying for.
that you are entirely
and terrifyingly theirs.
and that they
may not always be yours."
|| unbalanced love.
"Although at birth
we are given
all of the parts
we require to function–
a strong set of bones
a pair of lungs
and a working heart–
it is what we believe in
what we dream of
which fuels the fire within us."
Fuel the fire.
"To the wanderers, with unsteady hearts and thirsty minds,
there is nothing quite so frightful as the idea that home is
where you lay your head. See, to them, home is where you
press your lips, home is where your heart beats, but perhaps
most of all, home is where your eyes are opened at last."
To the wanderers.
"The awful reality of love is it does not always require trust to breathe."
"The problem was I wanted to be yours more than I ever wanted to be mine."
–– The Wild Heart available
"Do not love a person to pieces if you are
not prepared to pick them back up."
pieces of you.
"It’s a powerful moment. the one where
you realise the person breathing
next to you is someone worth dying for."
a powerful moment.