“If you really love her listen to her she will tell you the secrets of the universe.”

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.

Your beauty never ends, it defines space and time.

Sitting alone, listening to the sound of your breath, the beating of your heart is a reminder that you are sacred and blessed.

It is not what you hear, it is where you listen from within yourself that gives meaning to the message.

If a story is not about the hearer, he will not listen. And here I make a rule—a great and interesting story is about everyone or it will not last.

There comes in all our lives a time, when the ears can listen to no music save what the moonlight breathes through the flute of silence.

Tried to give you warning, but everyone ignores me. Told you everything loud and clear, but nobody’s listening.

And, of course, people are interested only in themselves. If a story is not about the hearer he will not listen.

I think people generally are lost, as they keep thinking about what is going to happen and what they have done. They are not alive anymore. The art of listening is missing. In their head, they are doing something else.

When you really listen to another person from their point of view, and reflect back to them that understanding, it’s like giving them emotional oxygen.