Ulyana Sergeenko, haute couture for spring/summer 2013
'Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.'A.A. Milne (via thresca)
A strong man can handle a strong woman. A weak man will say she has an attitude.
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
She is what is safe and is caught faster
with her red lipstick and her kisses on my
cold mouth and so very dry it seems
after, because she is a sea line and
I am sand, dishevelled through and through.
The one I want doesn’t smell like summer
but cracks her fingers when she’s nervous:
she’s an uproar, an upcoming storm
and she sweeps with waves through the sea lines
and her name echoes in my tongue when kissed.
She rips the spines of books and
doesn’t kiss me goodbye, and her
name is the instrument of memory:
her chopped lips are wary of fucked love souls.