“Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.”

Kiss me before my eyes surrender to dreamless nights because how can I dream when I live in one?

Here I am: a sight to behold.

Stars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.

Tell me I’m your one and only because no matter how many times you say you love me, I will never tire of hearing it.

Let them run wild like the free spirits they are.

I stay up waiting and maybe that’s why I can’t sleep.

Creativity is born from you.

I say five more minutes but what I really mean is never leave me.

Remember when Hershey was the only kiss we were looking for.

We may be sweet but that is no invitation for taste.

Don’t shame a woman for speaking her truth because it should be universal.

My mind is the double helix that twists and turns around my voice.

Longing made a home in my body.

A year ago we battled atoms to see each other – spaced apart but still so close together in heart.

I could write another love poem but my metaphors get mixed like the drinks I had the night that more than our paths crossed – strongly.

The stars can’t compete with your glow so don’t let the world take it away.

Japan, along with Malala, is playing a major role in realizing a world where all women shine.

Women are the best judges of anything we turn out. Their taste is very important. They are the theatergoers; they are the ones who drag the men in. If the women like it, to heck with the men.

Women make the world beautiful, they protect it and keep it alive.

As we look ahead into the next century, leaders will be those who empower others.

One thing that concerns me is that today’s young women don’t seem to care that we have a fundamental instrument of government that makes no express statement about the equal citizenship stature of men and women.

When one of us shines, all of us shine.

I am too pure for you or anyone.

Divide and conquer must become define and empower.