…The moon slips into the mountains like a lost penny and the fields are black and punguent and I want you near so that I could touch you in the autumn stillness even a little bit like the last echo of summer. The horizon lies over the road to Lausanne and the succulent fields like a guillotine and the moon bleeds over the water and you are not so far away that I can’t smell your hair in the drying breeze. Darling—I love these velvet nights. I’ve never been able to decide whether the night was a bitter enemie or a ‘grand patron’—or whether I love you most in the eternal classic half-light where it blends with day or in the full religious fan-fare of mid-night or perhaps in the lux of the moon. Anyway, I love you most and you ‘phoned me just because because you ‘phoned me tonight—I walked on those telephone wires for two hours after holding your love like a parasol to balance me.

Zelda to Scott Fitzgerald, Fall 1930

(via drunkonstyle)

  1. chatchartreux reblogged this from swanjolras
  2. makingthenoise reblogged this from taxonomist
  3. villierscy reblogged this from onyourproperty
  4. jeynepoole reblogged this from howlpendragons
  5. howlpendragons reblogged this from swanjolras
  6. venneh reblogged this from onyourproperty
  7. pointeyourtoes reblogged this from onetothestate
  8. foliealoki reblogged this from taxonomist
  9. taxonomist reblogged this from onyourproperty
  10. marshmallowheads reblogged this from onetothestate
  11. fluorescent-galaxies reblogged this from onetothestate
  12. onetothestate reblogged this from onyourproperty
  13. woolenglove reblogged this from onyourproperty
  14. inkstainedspires reblogged this from onyourproperty
  15. onyourproperty reblogged this from swanjolras
  16. wellntruly reblogged this from swanjolras
  17. dolokhovs reblogged this from swanjolras
  18. prismaticpastry reblogged this from anothersassyfeminist
  19. anothersassyfeminist reblogged this from cannellaeluce
  20. cannellaeluce reblogged this from swanjolras
  21. novelswithblood reblogged this from swanjolras