Quotes by : Gwen Calvo

Hit me with spit on the wounds.

i like your embraces because the vertigo smells like the sun.

Everything is blood and vines. The mark of another day of revolving the body exact And the sky is ours....

Finding yourself with your loves gives blood to existence, looking at one another seeing the universe.....

Lips, red, ruby, like the blood, like the words.

Sunflowers hellos from gate to gate. The hour at the square. Candy, art, books, look. A warmth given.....

she loves to feel the sun on her skin the winter in her eyelashes and to hear his laughter all day long.....

He falls in love because he doesnt want to.

He feels the word close enough to absorb itan exorcised silence creating cliffsides to escape to and....

Loving you is kissing the night, exposing the scars, words in flames, for every drop and for every life.....