“ tears are a silent passion for suffering- i found ma self baffeld by hers- the way they trickled in the presence… — Christopher Poindexter Copy Share Image
“She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.” — Christopher Poindexter Life Copy Share Image
“Your darkness is a symphony Played in explosions of silence to a crowd that has fallen in love with noise If they… — Christopher Poindexter Darkness Copy Share Image
“i still have the scarlet scarf you gave me. it smells of your wild freedom. if only we could feel what we… — Christopher Poindexter Freedom Copy Share Image
“when the wine is gone and you remove your tired body from your steaming bath, come to bed. do not worry about… — Christopher Poindexter Copy Share Image
“do you believe in the death penalty?" he asked her. "you mean being sober?" she laughed.” — Christopher Poindexter Death Copy Share Image
“fall in love with expressing yourself. it does not matter how you do it. you understand, creature? dance until your feet erode… — Christopher Poindexter Expressing yourself Copy Share Image
“maybe people are no longer beautiful to us because we construct them with our thoughts, walking around the earth building humans like… — Christopher Poindexter Beauty Copy Share Image
“do you want to know how to seduce the night? this is not a poem about the stars or the moon because… — Christopher Poindexter Art Copy Share Image
“It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all… — Christopher Poindexter Dreams Copy Share Image
