poetic feelings ☁︎
@cudles.bsky.social
This world is full of poets, but she, she herself is poetry. So I'm writing about her as she smells like eternal love.
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December 1 — If longing had a season, it would be this one: cold air, warm memories, and her nowhere to be found.
December 1, 2025 at 6:05 AM
December 1 — If longing had a season, it would be this one: cold air, warm memories, and her nowhere to be found.
–the way she touched me with those doe eyes, like we were created for each other.
— a.sinr
— a.sinr
November 27, 2025 at 6:06 AM
–the way she touched me with those doe eyes, like we were created for each other.
— a.sinr
— a.sinr
Nov. 22 — She was the kind of beauty poets rest their pens for, afraid to spoil the truth.
— a.sinr
— a.sinr
November 22, 2025 at 12:02 PM
Nov. 22 — She was the kind of beauty poets rest their pens for, afraid to spoil the truth.
— a.sinr
— a.sinr
for a single smile of yours, i’d lay an endless garden at your feet
September 9, 2025 at 8:11 AM
for a single smile of yours, i’d lay an endless garden at your feet
— Leah Horlick from “For Your Own Good”
August 30, 2025 at 12:46 PM
— Leah Horlick from “For Your Own Good”
it's not about the place or money, it's all about the person.
August 22, 2025 at 5:26 AM
it's not about the place or money, it's all about the person.
