"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
there are feelers for fingers
and mouth fangs for kisses

In realization
I cannot speak-

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

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

except for heart
and lungs


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.



"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

©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-

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