“The touch of your pale skin illuminates my darkness.”

Love is never cruel when its true believe me because its different with you.

She has answers to save your soul trapped in her eyes.

It feels so good to know the insanity of our love is real.

Put a straw into my heart and drink my love for you.

Your love is the fuel to my soul.

Let your liquid sunshine pour all over my body.

Some days are made to lay in bed naked with you all day.

If you really love her listen to her she will tell you the secrets of the universe.

Lets handcuff ourselves together naked and see what happens.

Moonlight fills the room illumination your delicious naked existence.

Tempt me with your lips and tease me when it drips.

Make me one with you so we will never be apart.

I dreamt of you when our souls bled together and now we are eternal.

Angels fly but you and I get so dirty I’m not sure we are so pure.

I want to go deep inside so I can feel the warmth of your dreams.

She’s always the heart to my soul and I am the blood to her being.

The light-skinned girls always thought they were better looking. So did the teachers, too. That meant most of the dark complexion ones didn’t like themselves.

Without Jesus Christ man must be in vice and misery with Jesus Christ man is free from vice and misery in Him is all our virtue and all our happiness. Apart from Him there is but vice, misery, darkness, death, despair.

Information can perhaps be useful as a support-stick and help you cross the way… but if you want to find your way in the darkness, only knowledge can forge that path for you… only knowledge.

Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.

It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.

Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night, shining with the light from the sun, and the sun doesn’t give light to the moon assuming, the moon’s gonna owe it one.

Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past, bringing back these memories I wish I didn’t have.