“Love is all about making room in a vessel that is already complete on its own.”

And as he unzipped her dress she buttoned her soul.

I love you but not at any cost.

The lover only gets what is offered not a shred more.

Bees and butterflies in my belly with you on my mind they chase each other around.

We all deserve someone who gives a damn.

You put love in my eyes.

Don’t you dare take what I’m giving away more than willingly, for granted.

Why are you ignoring my heart so aggressively?

If the love includes you doubting your own worth it is not a love worth keeping.

I’ll just be my own world.

No waiting by the phone not doing it. For he is not all that I am.

Don’t just scratch my surface make my entire soul purr.

From opal mornings to indigo nights I think about you, all the time.

I want to kiss you so much it hurts and I want to caress your skin until it no longer does.

Autumn makes us pull up our feet and curl up with our hearts.

What a pure and intimate thing – to be reading the words of another.

I open my heart and soul to allow love to flow.

Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.

Allowing people to have space for self-growth is a powerful form of love. 

I love relaxing with a good book.

I am proud to be a woman. I am sensual, nurturing and compassionate woman. I am a woman of my word and I love who I am.

I love to dry body brush every day as it improves circulation and exfoliates.

A little bit of love is all that the world is asking from you.

When we give ourselves in love we become our most vulnerable. We are never safe. We become open to disappointment and hurt.