“Still refining, staying wild, always growing and evolving”

Once our souls collided and caught fire, there was no turning back.

She was the night, in love with the stars, always chasing the moon.

Words alone mean little. Show me your eyes; that’s where I’ll decipher your truth from your lies.

Undress my soul one petal at a time.

She can be dainty and still have claws. She can be sweet and still make fire. That’s her magic.

I think my soul was born with wings; it’s always restless, it won’t sit still.

When I told you to ruin me I wasn’t referring to my heart.

My soul is wild but my heart is loyal and true.

Some people help you see the world differently, those are my kind of people.

I have no room for monsters and cowards claiming to be something they’re not, who lie to get what they want.

Don’t want a complicated love. Just want you to grab my demons, kiss my madness and run away with me.

She’s a galaxy of dazzling hues and her heart contains a universe of love. She is starlight.

Genuine soul connections are the real aphrodisiacs.

She was a restless soul, born with black wings and gypsy heart.

Oh come all ve misfits, you belong in my fun freak world.

From the ashes I rise, I am blooming into something radiant.

Men grow tired of sleep, love, singing and dancing, sooner than war.

Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.

Dung is more valuable than any precious metal. You cannot grow food in gold.

Dung is more valuable than any precious metal. You cannot grow food in gold.

The growing issue of food waste is a concern as there are millions who go without food every day.

Challenge yourself; it’s the only path which leads to growth.

Great wine requires a mad man to grow the vine, a wise man to watch over it, a lucid poet to make it, and a lover to drink it.

In order to grow your audience, you must betray their expectations.