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10 Favorite Poems (In No Particular Order) > 01. Poem of Joys - Walt Whitman

sassy-gay-oncologist:

Can’t help the itch to touch, to kiss,

to hold him once again.

Now to close his eyes

never open them.

someone combined spring awakening and dead poets society

there are waterfalls flowing from my eyes

bringmethesulphuroustides:

“I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.”
- Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

helico-pter:

So, okay.

CHARLIE: Todd? Todd.
TODD: …What is it?
CHARLIE: Neil’s dead.