“Caution never wrote a love story.”

The bed was the canvas, we were the art.

I hope what I awakened in you, devours me.

You owe the world your uniqueness.

Make the lioness inside her purr and her kitty will roar.

Music and sex are soulmates.

She might look like a fragile flower, but her stem is made of steel.

The heart reveals what the mind disguises.

Treat her like the daughter of an angry god.

With wild eyes she welcomes you to the adventure.

Spread your flames and I will eat your fire.

If your love destroys me, consider my destruction glorious.

Rise in the fire and preach your passion.

Until the right words exist, poetry will have to do.

She’s an immediate fire, She’s an instant fuck yes.

Never kiss anyone who doesn’t believe in poetry.

Sunsets, my love, are just abstract paintings of your eyes.

All the stars will tell the story, of our love and all its glory. Let us make this night of magic, and make it a night of love.

Self-love is not only about acceptance; it is also about growth.

Lust makes you fall. Love makes you ascend.

All you need is yourself

A love that does not discriminate seems to me to forfeit a part of its own value, by doing an injustice to its object; and secondly, not all men are worthy of love.

Don’t you fall in love, don’t make me make you fall in love. Nobody needs to fall in love.

Having loved and lost too many people what can I be if not kind?

Love it or hate it, this is me, this is who I am!