“I want a love that meets me half way. A love filled with chivalry as if it were written in old days.”

He doesn’t know what i need that once, his planted seed has grown in me for him, my heart blooms for eternity.

I want to feel that way again when you look into my eyes i couldn’t look away as if i was spellbound.

Raided my heart, after you lust for me among others, for some reason you chose me it was chaos at first sight.

You are in my blood no one can break this bond.

I warned you not to play with matches but you said you loved the heat. Darling, the inferno warms you but it spreads like wildfire. Now, we’re both in ruins.

Even though he is not mine I wish him a heart fully made & even though, to my love he is blind for him my love will never fade.

Tease me over & again, moon over my night a meteor-like allure strike through my heart.

Stay with me in this inferno and together we’ll watch the world burn.

If this should end in fire come, fill this desire.

It is not the world I fear but what becomes of me; when you disappear so understand it is you I cannot sacrifice with you in my life-I’ll suffice.

If you are a painter my love, then I will be your writer.

Tell me about the city you grew up in, how you like to take your tea let me see the world through your eyes; be the muse to my literacy.

In the cold you left me, that is how my love for you came to be.

You shall have all that is in this garden.

I loved you as Icarus loved the sun, too close, too much.

Who am I to write about love when I don’t know the very definition of it, It seems, love itself does not favor me.

Harriet Tubman is the perpetuation of a “Super Soul Sunday” every day.

There will come a day when the phone doesn’t ring as much as it used to.

I learned that from Nana. But rainy days still make my cheeks wet with tears, even now. It was pouring, on that rainy day.

But the day they use hydrogen for transportation, this is the day that oil disappears.

Coming through the years, and finding that I not only have just the fans of my day, but the young ones of today – that’s what it means, it means it was worth all of it.

Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.

There’s certainly more work for me in TV these days.

Success means doing as excellent a job as you can on that particular day. The people I admire most aren’t necessarily the most wonderful athletes.