4 Quotes by Lea Malot

Mouth the shape of a kissI question if within you is any magicYou shine, you catch on fire, you disappear.

Tangled in my powder white bed sheets as you're longing for my ribs to be crushed under the weight of your black and only then, I'll know it's true.

September was a thirty-days long goodbye to summer, to the season that left everybody both happy and weary of the warm, humid weather and the exhausting but thrilling adventures. It didn't feel like fresh air either, it made me suffocate. It was like the days would be dragging some kind of sickness, one that we knew wouldn't last, but made us uncomfortable anyway. The atmosphere felt dusty and stifling.

But why should the daffodils and tulipsGet all the praise and blessings?My rebirth goes unnoticed- I am worthyOf smiles and dazzled cries of worship.