“Intrusive thoughts burn holes in my brain. I guess that’s why I’m so empty.”

Kiss my wine-drenched mouth and drown in drunk temptations offered by the night.

The body is but a vessel to carry the soul. A container ship to protect it as it passes through this world.

Bake at any time. Lick the chocolate from the bowl. Lessons from my Nan.

I remember the stillness of the night when I met darkness for the first time.  Whispering gently in my ear “It’s time to come home”

My mind is loud but endless evanescent thoughts stay trapped in silence.

Pink dress, chestnut curls. A picture of innocence before life stole her.

If your thighs touch, don’t be scared. They are just kissing; it’s a love affair.

A star that shines the brightest is the one that had to explode the hardest. My love, you are a supernova.

Sand between her toes she dances with earth without a care in the world.

I wish I was on a jet plane, with my passport in my pocket and adventure in my veins.

Her blue eyes sparkle a little less than before. Adult life done right.

Even in darkness, your light burns with the cosmic energy of a thousand falling stars.

Your flesh is like the ocean. Let it wave, rise, ripple, and soar in all its glorious commotion.

I’m not asking that you take the bullet for me. I wish you’d shoot first.

Forever dreaming of a faraway place, where the sun melts my sorrows and blows kisses on my face.

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

Prevention of birth is premature murder, and it makes no difference whether it is a life already born that one snatches away or a life that is coming to birth.

He who lives only to benefit himself confers on the world a benefit when he dies.

Prevention of birth is a precipitation of murder.

Can we not live without pleasure, who cannot but with pleasure die?

The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear.

Where it is permissible both to die and not to die, it is an abuse of valour to die.

I did not get an opportunity to die for the country, but I have got an opportunity to live for the country.

In peace sons bury fathers, but war violates the order of nature, and fathers bury sons.