I can’t tell whether to feel guilty or laugh.
God, I missed sex.
I can’t get over that look you give me every time you say goodbye. It’s always the same look.
You pierce my jaded, brown eyes with the gaze of your caring, enlightening, and addictive greens eyes. They speak “I’ll be back soon. But I know you’ll miss me”.
Timmy Bowers - Modern Baseball
— Rainer Maria Rilke
Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
—Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via kushandwizdom)