Nocturnal-secrets - Queerly Beloved, We Are Gathered Here To Gay...

I could lift you up

I could show you what you want to see

and take you where you want to be

  You could be my luck

Even if the sky is falling down

I know that we'll be safe and sound

  I could fill your cup

You know my river won't evaporate

This world we still appreciate

  You could be my luck

Even in a hurricane of frowns

I know that we'll be safe and sound

  I could show you love

In a tidal wave of mystery

You'll still be standing next to me

  You could be my luck

Even if we're six feet underground

I know that we'll be safe and sound

Here’s a tip: don’t let a good girl walk away from you. Whether it’s temporary or not, don’t let her walk away and don’t let her go to bed upset. You might not get her back.

If only nature would cover these fruits with some type of rind so we wouldn't have to use so much plastic.

This pretty much describes me, perfectly.

My life accurately described by a can.

I wish I had more, more letters, more words, more time, to write all you are.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)