“Dance your way through the journey the road is your tango class and your destiny is the stage.”

Your god is busy igniting fire and sharpening blades while my god and I, sip the tea.

Tell me not about the rainbow in your sky, tell me how the rainbow came to be.

Time is the most powerful; the most adequate painkiller, time is a gift of mercy granted by a merciful universe.

Do not be intimidated by the tides of june for you are the sun and you are of the moon, Do not be intimidated by the rain of august for you are the water life consumes.

When her body couldn’t take her places, she traveled the universe with her mind.

The universe is a treasure box and your grit is the key.

Let me shed like the trees of fall, let me tick like the seasons clock, let me be like a content moon sometimes full sometimes cropped.

Learn to dissect yourself into pieces before you can perfect your growth.

The old soul grows younger in your arms.

This is temporary. And while you wait strike a pose as it rains and dive into the mud.

Everyday is a gift, every gift is a chance to feel certain and every certainty is a exhilarating inspiration to do better.

All the world needs from you is a kind smile and a stubborn heart.

With you, I can hold water I can hold light I can move the sun into the far night.

Don’t fret the darkness in their souls it is their burden to carry not yours.

All trees were once branches with fallen leaves.

Let me gaze deeper into your eyes and thank the cosmos in disguise.

Let’s dance to the tranquil melody of our love; a waltz of peculiar sadness & profound melancholy. Underneath the velvet night sky of somber thoughts – witnessed only by the most vivid stars.

I hope you find someone who dances to the beat of your soul, so you never have to sit alone in life while the music plays.

I’ve always liked to dance – I’ve got a natural rhythm.

When I met my darkness clouds | swirled the night sky | refracted light danced in the wild eyes | freedom came for me.

This weekend, find time to dance, find time to sing, and keep up the fight.

Tainted with lies, toxic fire dancing in your eyes. Kisses like poison arrows aiming for the heart killing me softly. Toxic love is an art.

I’m a man, not a puppet so I dance recklessly like a dog free of the chain.

Life is the dancer and you are the dance.