“You pulled me in deeper when I thought we couldn’t possibly get any closer.”

Right when I met you I wanted to put a baby in you.

My heartbeat is an echo of your soul.

I’ll be your wild horse that you can ride until I’m broken.

Your beauty is binding and I just want to consume every part of you.

My fingers in your mouth when I’m inside you, I could almost die from the feeling before I explode.

My heart is yours forever lets never stop this adventure.

I only want to drink your cream.

It’s not about how long we’ve been together but how deep our love is.

When you drink me the flavor that you swallow will be the taste of my soul.

Tides of your heart pull me into your sea.

I see you everywhere because you are my everything.

Your heart of gold will always be worth more than money.

The wild fire in your eyes reflects the seduction of your soul.

I can feel your heartbeat when my mouth is wrapped around your lips.

Squeeze my nipples when you ride me to make sure that we both pour out all over our bodies togetherness.

The universe sent you to me and for that I kneel in gratitude.

What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.

The wonder is, not that the field of stars is so vast, but that man has measured it.

Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.

I’d rather be disappointed by the truth than satisfied with a lie.

Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.

I could hear my heartbreak. And instead of screaming, I listened.

I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.

No, I’m not one to go in pursuit of happiness. It is common knowledge, is it not? That what is chased after will run.