just a little peace + quiet
take me

somehow, my five-year-old brain had grasped the ideas the '-ess' was the culmination of all things feminine and highly desirable. it was a suffix that separated the girls from the boys in the best of all possible ways. princess, goddess, actress, countess. what was there not to love?... '-ess' made any profession sound glamorous. a laundress, a sorceress, an adulteress. to this day, i'm convinced that, if someone had only been enterprising enough to call female MDs 'doctoresses' and female scientists 'nuclear biologesses,' i would have been equally enthusiastic about becoming those, too
- hypocrite in a pouffy white dress
the girl can do no wrong
belonging to the water element, female scorpios are enigmatically attractive with such captivating, deep eyes that you will wish you could drown in them. it is very difficult to actually look away from the gaze of a scorpio girl. she'll completely enamor you as she tries to spot that one sign that'll tell her whether you're the one. she has an almost hypnotic beauty with an amazing insight of the realities of life. however, here's a thing you should keep in mind about a female scorpio, vocal amorous displays of love is not at all her style. even if you have managed to harness her attention she will be subtle, seductive, breathtakingly passionate but very controlled in her ways to show you that she is attracted. a capricorn man, belonging to the earth element,is down to earth, practical, ambitious, driven, patient, self disciplined and responsible. the capricorn mans greatest strength is the ability to set goals and pursue them until attained. nothing gets in the way of a capricorns plans and ambitions. he may have an intrinsic need to climb proverbial mountains and challenge himself. sometimes pessimistic by nature he may fear failure, which drives him so hard to both succeed, and stand or his own two feet doing so. respect, recognition and praise are important to him. because of this he will almost never be caught cheating his partner. he too, ranks high in the list of jealously possessive partners. naturally, this will seldom allow the innately suspicious instincts of possible unfaithfulness to surface in a female scorpio, allowing her to love and trust him with all her sincerity and passion and boosts the development of a healthy relationship between the two. scorpio woman is a person with a deep well of intense emotions, and that can really bring a capricorn out of his shell. with her, he will open up emotionally in a way he won’t with most other signs. scorpio can help capricorn to face inner conflicts and unlock deeper feelings and passions. both of them are deep, serious people at heart, and both of them look at life with a certain amount of caution. yet watery scorpio and earthy capricorn instinctively understand each other's complexity, and can offer deep support and empathy because they are both prepared to work hard for what they want from life. neither of them is big on trust, and both of them have probably experienced good reasons for this. yet they can help each other to become more trusting simply because of the natural empathy between them. capricorn man is very loyal to those he cares about, and his steady nature and confidence in scorpio woman will give her the emotional security she needs. capricorn men are known for sticking with those they care about through thick and thin. scorpio woman will always be able to depend on him to support her, be there for her and stick up for her. they also share a warm physical chemistry that will grow even more affectionate and romantic as time goes on. keep in mind that both are fond of being in control and may need to learn to compromise gracefully, recognizing that adapting is not the same as humiliating submission. capricorn man thinks that scorpio woman is a worthy companion on every front - a person that understands the value of quality and ambition. best of all he likes that she can go toe-to-toe in any debate 
it's a mutual admiration fest on every level

floating in magically colorful pieces of sky, floating + floating + floating in light
words that crumble at my feet
aphasia is the loss of ability to speak, or understand speech, my words slip and change as i go to say them. you know how a page of black squares on white, it looks like there’s gray in the intersecting corners? or if you stare at traffic and light flashes off chrome and it’s all blue spots when you close your eyes? it’s all in the angle of light. i never told you i believe there is a space between your shoulders where your wings used to be, that when i have nightmares i think about that space until my eyes grow heavy. i’ve had such real dreams about you, waking up with the taste of metal in my mouth, hiding pennies worn thin under my fingernails and under my tongue. i never told you that i want to sleep next to you until the mattress grows lumpy and the pillow grows soft and the walls overlap above us, i never told you i want to curl up beside you so that even when you are gone your shape remains in the curve of my spine.. did you know that they’ve talked of discontinuing pennies? the cost of making them in proportion to the value of the cent.. it happened long ago that mines were abandoned, filled with water, leeching minerals into the rivers, excavating a mountain for ore is expensive. soft copper cheap. have you seen a penny worn so thin from circulation that its features are indistinct? nothing left but a dirty copper disk. it’s all in the angle of light. i never told you that i have a piece of pencil that broke off in my palm when i was younger and i’m afraid of the day the graphite disappears, that i notice the cracks in the sidewalk and how they stay wet after everything is dry, that i find beauty in the softness of a bullet hole in solid glass, the way it gets swallowed up. have you ever been anywhere that the sun drops straight behind the horizon or the isle of skye, where the sky mimics the color of the ocean so exactly that there is no horizon there? it’s all in the angle of light. there are days that i want to crash my bike, just to feel the gravel in my hands so i can’t get the words out right like how blood hits the air and turns red all that iron. and i have left splinters just below the skin because it gives my day purpose and i don’t know why scars don’t disappear even though every cell regenerates within seven years. i never told you i’m wearing the prints off my fingers trying to hold tight to you.
no one's gonna love you
round two