If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
— Sylvia Plath, The Rival (via pikeys)
Your body is away from me,
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon,
I keep sending news secretly.
— Rumi (via cosmofilius)
Blot out the moon, pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we are the dark.
— Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea (via jykw)