Letters To Milena - Tumblr Posts

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Kafka Says

I wish to be a yew tree beside your grave

I won't let you swelter in canicular days

Nor shiver in glacial waves

I won't let any commotion creep in your tranquility

I will beg to almighty Athos to magnify your security

I will always flower my affection

But to offenders i'll be worse than in toxication

I will always stand guarding your mortal body

And gardening our immortal love

if life would have been a ride

i wish i could travel it with you

You're my home. You're my religion. And when you smile all heaven sparks with joy, my heart wants to crawl out of my ribs and be home with you.

"Pes ettiğimden değil, olmayacağını gözüme soka soka gösterdiğin için vazgeçtim."

Franz Kafka

Milena'ya mektuplar

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

— Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena

"Yours

( now I'm even losing my name- it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)"

~ Franz Kafka (Letters to Milena)

when he says 'you're hot' but Franz Kafka wrote to his lover,

"In a way you are poetry material; you are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality."

~Letters to Milena

oh to be a writer's muse:)

I am tired, I don’t know anything. All I want is to put my face in your lap, feel your hand moving around my head and just stay that way forever. -Franz Kafka

oh my dear

Yours

(now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

Yours

(now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

Yours

(now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena