“My fear falls quiet with the way he speaks of me in his sleep.”

She blooms wild and burns bright.

She’s a beautiful wildness on fire.

I just like good souls, knowing them, being one, it’s kind of all that really matters.

Patience with how your heart wanders, you will find your way.

All that destiny in those wild eyes, and so much passion in that wild heart.

A soft lover and a wild wanderer.

You feel like home, and everywhere I’ve never been all at once.

I think its breathtaking – How your heart just spills out of you.

Go where you breathe free.

You are a golden thing in this heavy, heavy world.

Settling will always leave the heart relentlessly unsettled.

If they are for you, you’ll feel it in your chest walls.

She’s beautiful chaos and wild butterflies.

Why else are we here if not to live with unreasonable passion for things.

Some people are just light, glow, hope; human stars.

I think I melt from authenticity more than anything.

The rain falls angry on you but can’t extinguish the light inside you.

Falling apart to fall together again.

When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.

I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.

If a builder builds a house and the house falls and kills some one in the house the owners may kill the builder.

I fell in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.

Tastes and preferences change with time, But I fall in love with you daily.

My love isn’t love. It is devotion. I don’t fall in love, I shatter. I don’t love, I worship.