The Study of Romance

Libertine

This spider web is sticky with lust, catching its prey and wrapping them up tight, another morsel for the night.

I find my self caught and relax in the pleasure of captivity.

This penniless luxury is all to addictive.

A life lived like a modern libertine, I find my morals running thin when debauchery is so strong with in.

Vitality pulses in every pore across my flesh and I have never felt so close to death.

Silver explosions in the blackness night a call to lovers light.

Our bodies seem to be molded to one another, a strange familiarity an echo of what could be.

Passion, bliss and lose of innocence …the world is folding in a crumbling of sin.

hollyhocksandtulips:

Illustration by Edwin Georgi
(kindly submitted by www.gs-23.tumblr.com/ )

hollyhocksandtulips:

Illustration by Edwin Georgi

(kindly submitted by www.gs-23.tumblr.com/ )

adski-kafeteri2:

do summer
mydarling:

Summer 1939

mydarling:

Summer 1939

(via hollyhocksandtulips)