“May our whispered words in love’s cocoon traverse the universe above and fall on us like delicate rain should we ever fall out of love.”

As flowers are to bees you are to me.

A phoenix rising from the ashes of my heart I will love again.

A daughter of mystery and moonlight magic danced within her veins her spirit singing a sweet melody as the goddess within her reigns.

In every woman, there is a bit of wild tattooed in her DNA.

She deserved the sun yet all he gave was rain and while she needed both to bloom she couldn’t forget the pain.

His love set her on fire and she loved the way it burned.

His love was so great that ever so often time would stop and she’d feel the earth shake.

Surrender to me a new heart with your touch I may love again.

The love you desire exists within find her first and then that love will manifest in ‘him’.

We are all lost souls searching for someone to call home.

His kisses make her blossom like a flower in the wild softly unfolding her petals to expose the magic hidden inside.

I don’t crave a forever I just want to share the time I have with you and me together.

If I only had one wish it would be for life any life with you in it.

Dance under the moon conjures the goddess within awakening your wild.

She craves love so deep it would make her ancestors’ hearts beat.

His love blows me adrift and my heart sails still.

I don’t have time for hobbies. At the end of the day, I treat my job as a hobby. It’s something I love doing.

When to give grace? I’d rather stand before God knowing I loved others too much rather than regretting that I judged too harshly.

We must fear God out of love, not love Him out of fear.

Use whatever has come to awaken patience, understanding, and love.

Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.

In a strong relationship, you should love your companion more than you need them.

Love me little, love me long.

The tree of life in rooted in love.