black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.

Stephanie Briar

Related Topics

Eyes Ignition Mischief Myself Relationship

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Culture Live Myself
I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Abundance Control Hold On Love Myself
He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Choice Himself Relationship Self Love
When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Direction Ego Energy Feeling Focus Harm Healing Soul Starve Yourself
Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Devil Goodness Myself Remember
I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Admire Burn Love Myself Tongue Yourself
The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Enough Memories Myself Pain Yourself
Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Blood Easy Myself Poetry
As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Bad Blood Bone Break Day Direction Fingers Leadership Power Result River Skin
I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Lost Love Myself Place Relationship Seek Yourself
The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Eyes Ignition Mischief Myself Relationship
The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Compare Force Search Worth
Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Acceptance Action Difference Literature Love Self Love Stop
In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Absence Light Moon Myself Prayer Stars Way
Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Believe Home Hope Kiss Myself Night Promise Rose Yourself
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
STEPHANIE BRIAR

Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes