lesbi-antigone:

ivy women – always the first to laugh and the first cry. can be cruel — a tongue sharp with thorns, mocking laughter, an envious gaze. can be unexpectedly kind – soft remarks of beauty and love, warm hugs, even warmer smiles. always trying to become a better person than she was the day before. love on her is as vibrant as the world is verdant after rain. blooming and fleeting.

marble women – a perfectly polished smile and ruthless ambition. seemingly coarse and untouchable — a geode’s facade. has turned her ribcage into a casket for her glass heart. never warm and sometimes merciless, but fiercely protective of the few she cares for. love in the form of a kiss to the corner of your lips poised but honest.

cloud women – soft hands that seem to be everywhere at once. on your shoulder, hip, thigh, chin, cheeks. she is gentle and sweet, but frustratingly naïve. convinced that the world will be as kind to her as she is to it. her habit of taking care of strays draws you to her – it feels as though she can take the loneliness out of the lost. a pure love that fades too fast, slipping between your fingers like it’s made of air.

lavender women – gentle eyes and fluttering lashes. carrying herself with such a natural grace it seems as though she is floating. has devoted herself to being something soft in a world that is not — a feathery touch with a strong embrace. she has known suffering and become kinder for it, has a desire to ensure no one will feel the same pains she has. she freely offers her love and her shoulder to those who need it.