Poetry- reading -tea -yoga -long walks -parks -trees- phorography- art- music- friends- little towns- loyalty- cats- family- dream catchers- insense- bubble baths- cherry blossoms- belly dancing ..
everything
almost everything
gilmore girls anything funny tlc
The perks of being a wallflower The secret life of bees The Mermaid chair Girl with a pearl earing The bell Jar The History of Love Love Medicine
..somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too nearyour slightest look will easily unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first roseor if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands By: E.E. Cummings