“Don’t you dare take what I’m giving away more than willingly, for granted.”

The lover only gets what is offered not a shred more.

Bees and butterflies in my belly with you on my mind they chase each other around.

We all deserve someone who gives a damn.

You put love in my eyes.

Why are you ignoring my heart so aggressively?

If the love includes you doubting your own worth it is not a love worth keeping.

I’ll just be my own world.

No waiting by the phone not doing it. For he is not all that I am.

Don’t just scratch my surface make my entire soul purr.

From opal mornings to indigo nights I think about you, all the time.

I want to kiss you so much it hurts and I want to caress your skin until it no longer does.

Autumn makes us pull up our feet and curl up with our hearts.

What a pure and intimate thing – to be reading the words of another.

You calm my soul and set it on fire at the same time.

I don’t even have to read between my own line, the poetry speaks so loud and a little too clear.

Brushing teeth swallowing held back tears, this is not how we are supposed to be.

Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?

Do I dare Disturb the universe?

The will to do, the soul to dare.

Greatly he failed, but he had greatly dared.

Dare to do things worthy of imprisonment if you mean to be of consequence.

God himself helps those who dare.

The country was in peril; he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

But the Christian also knows that he not only cannot and dare not be anxious, but that there is no need for him to be so. Neither anxiety now work can secure his daily bread, for bread is the gift of the Father.