"Poetry is what gets lost in translation."

Robert Frost (via kushandwizdom)

Good Vibes HERE

(via words-of-emotion)

(via soyymilk)

Though you weren’t mine,
You were my first love.

(Source: Spotify)

That’s not the protocol,
said leave your heart at home.

(Source: Spotify)

The Bite

Inch by inch of arachnid
transfiguration-
there are feelers for fingers
and mouth fangs for kisses

In realization
I cannot speak-

he has spiderwebs for eyes
and
eight
hairy limbs rising,
spanning, and
spinning
the silky sheets
around me.  

Doused in spit and
sticky stink,
paralyzed by masterful weaving
I, immobilized and silent prey-

except for heart
beating
and lungs
breathing,

renounce

beneath
the Bite.

©Melissa Cesarano 2014 

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed."

— Carl Jung (via psych-facts)

"Bring me to your house
Tell me sorry for the mess
Hey, I don’t mind
You’re talking in your sleep
Out of time
Well, you still make sense to me
This mess was yours,
Now your mess is mine”

Vance Joy

(Source: Spotify)

(Source: okironi, via u-n-p-e-r-f-e-c-t)

"

It’s like coming home after a long trip.
That’s what love is like.
It’s like coming home.

Thanks for asking.

"

— OITNB

"Young men need to be socialized in such a way that rape is as unthinkable to them as cannibalism."

— Mary Pipher, Clinical Psychologist and Author, Reviving Ophelia  (via sexual-feelings)

(Source: sunshine-machine, via thisisyouronlywarning)

Premature Falling

Premature Falling

I am feeling Tender.

But not in the way that a rosebud
is tender or a soft pastel blanket is tender.
But more like the kind
of goosepimpling Tenderness
that one feels on their skin
immediately after an incredibly passionate
fever.

©Melissa Cesarano 2014  

Hudson River

It is nice
to watch the sailboats sway like metronomes
on the Hudson river water ripples-
and not to think it strange
when, in time, the surface flattens
and all the sails are laid to rest.

©Melissa Cesarano 2014

Independence (Day)

Independence (Day)

"We have this idea that love is supposed to last forever. But love isn’t like that. It’s a free-flowing energy that comes and goes when it pleases. Sometimes, it stays for life; other times it stays for a second, a day, a month or a year. So don’t fear love when it comes simply because it makes you vulnerable. But don’t be surprised when it leaves either. Just be glad you had the opportunity to experience it."

— Neil Strauss

The Act of Arrival

Arriving, you emerged like a screaming lotus
from the torn petals
of the panting poinsetta plant-

kicking
and clawing down the canal,
you Arrived,
lubricated by a mix of
fluid and feces.

Flashing a gummy grin and
having no recollection
of the collective destruction
left behind in the wake of
your Arrival,

you stretched out your arms
as if to say,

'I'm sorry'.


©Melissa Cesarano 2014