Their eyes met with a singular directness of gaze. Between them a spark passed which was not afterwards to be distinguished, though neither of them knew the moment of its kindling… Text: excerpt from ‘The Shuttle,’ 1907, Frances Hodgson Burnett Image: photographer, subjects, unknown
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Hand in glove, we can go wherever we please And everything depends upon how near you stand to me And if the people stare, then the people stare Oh, I really don’t know and I really don’t care Image: photographer, subjects, unknown Text: excerpt, ‘Hand in Glove,’ the Smiths
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What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude. It was like being exhumed, I answered. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance. What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy. It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence. […]
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Shine! shine! shine! Pour down your warmth, great sun! While we bask, we two together. Two together! Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains from home, Singing all time, minding no time, While we two keep together. Text: Walt Whitman, 1859 excerpt from […]
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You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your […]
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[Your] name seemed like a wonderful gift to me. It seems so still. I have carried it for a long time, the most precious thing I owned. I spoke it rarely, so that it would not become tainted by my surroundings. I kept it buried deep inside, and when I had nothing else to cling […]
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I woke beneath a clear blue sky — the sun a shout, the breeze a sigh. The old hometown, and the streets I knew, wrapped up in a royal blue. I heard my friends laughing out across the fields — The girls in the gloaming and the birds on the wheel. The raw smell of […]
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He was far too tasteful and far too clever, a young man of very good society, too, to make a fool of himself by acting as if he thought that his abandonment was some great tragedy. After all when his friend had said to him, “We two will have love forever”– both the one who […]
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My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given. I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss: There never was a better bargain driven. His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides; He loved my […]
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baby, you’re a firework Text: Excerpt, Firework, Lyric by Katy Perry and Mikkel S. Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Sandy Wilhelm, Ester Dean Image: Photographer, subjects, unknown; via queering on tumblr
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