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erospainter: My soul is a broken fieldplowed by pain ~ Sara Teasdale
agracefulnymph: “I saw a star slide down the sky, Blinding the north as it went by, Too burning and too quick to hold, Too lovely to be bought or sold, Good only to make wishes on And then forever to be gone.” ~ Sara Teasdale
sass-and-curves: I hid the love within my heart,And lit the laughter in my eyes,That when we meet he may not knowMy love that never dies. -Sara Teasdale
dark-strangers-art:“No one worth possessingcan quite be possessed”― Sara Teasdale
violentwavesofemotion: Sara Teasdale, from Helen of Troy & Other Poems; “Places: Twilight,”
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megairea: Sara Teasdale, from “I have loved hours at sea”; Flame and Shadow, 1920
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intopermanence: “Why do I look for a place to rest? I must fight always and die fighting” — Sara Teasdale, from Flame and Shadow: “At Sea”
dark-strangers-art: “I am strong, I will break your heart Unless you set me free.” ― Sara Teasdale, Love Songs
sass-and-curves: Oh I would live in myself onlyAnd build my life lightly and still as a dream –Are not my thoughts clearer than your thoughtsAnd colored like stones in a running stream? -Sara Teasdale
violentwavesofemotion: “Those who love the most do not talk of their love;” — Sara Teasdale, from “Those Who Love,” written c. January 1923
intoxicatingtouches: sass-and-curves: I hid the love within my heart,And lit the laughter in my eyes,That when we meet he may not knowMy love that never dies. -Sara Teasdale THIS IS SO PRETTY
soracities: “O white moon, you are lonely, It is the same with me, But we have the world to roam over, Only the lonely are free.” — Sara Teasdale, from Morning Song in “The Collected Poems Of Sara Teasdale” (via adrasteiax)
sass-and-curves: Slowly over the earth The wings of night are falling; My heart like the bird in the tree Is calling, calling, calling. -Sara Teasdale
mikaelsplayground: “Stephen kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,Robin’s lost in play,But the kiss in Colin’s eyesHaunts me night and day.” ― Sara Teasdale,
