A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
TERAZA FAULKNERYou’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
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You’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
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The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
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Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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