“With him, I fly high in the bluest of skies for his lips kiss all my worries goodbye.”

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.

You deserve a love that will make your soul fly you deserve to be the only star in their vast and endless sky.

Sweet for each other we licked the honeycombs dry of our love savoring every drop of its nectar as a gift from the heavens above.

He wasn’t even mine yet I had to give him up It hurt to watch him laugh with her not giving me a fuck.

The ice in my heart has begun melting for you your love is my spring.

Love abounds in all things, excels from the depths to beyond the stars, is lovingly disposed to all things. She has given the king on high the kiss of peace.

When it’s over it’s over. No questions, no tears, no farewell kisses.

I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.

Live with your lips pressed against your fears, kissing your fears, neither pulling back nor aggressively violating them.

Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

To let a fool kiss you is bad. To let a kiss fool you is worse. ‘Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

And the sun will rise to kiss you in all the ways they never could.