“And even in such a temporary world, my love for you will always remain.”

In the dead of the night I wonder how moonlight tastes upon your lips.

Saturate me with you, and never let me dry.

How jealous I am of the sun, who gets to kiss you each morning before I do.

All too often it’s the very bravest of hearts, that break so easily.

There is beauty within that I’m learning to see.

The colors of my soul do not need anyone’s approval, above my own.

You may never appreciate how beautiful it is to love and be loved, until your hearts been broken.

You will forever be the beginning of every poem I always wanted to write, but never knew how.

Hope always comes home, despite the weight it carries no matter how lost.

But you were not born to be a shadow my love, you were born to shine.

You were born a magnificent miracle, so stop accepting ordinary.

Love her hard, she will not break she’s been through so much and deserves nothing less.

And she loved the shooting stars, that promised nothing but a fleeting smile.

How beautifully I burn for you, That you will never feel the cold again.

What a beautiful disaster we create, what a magnificent madness we crave.

I fear nothing with you beside me, you are the light in my fire.

With a clear intention and a willing spirit, sooner or later we experience the joy and freedom that arises when we recognize our common humanity with others and see that real love excludes no one.

If we fall, we don’t need self-recrimination or blame or anger – we need a reawakening of our intention and a willingness to re-commit, to be whole-hearted once again.

You left and I wanted you still yet I deserved someone who was willing to stay.

To will oneself moral and to will oneself free are one and the same decision.

You must, therefore you can. A free will and a will subject to moral laws are one and the same thing.

It is impossible to conceive anything at all in the world, or even out of it, which can be taken as good without qualification, except a good will.

Nothing can possibly be conceived in the world, or even out of it, which can be called good, without qualification, except a good will.

Sometimes it seems the only people willing to give advice in a realistic society are those with the least to offer.