If its a lie,Then let me live,Between the interconnected fabric of truths,Offer me no more,Give me no less.

May the four winds gather & disperse the strength to grant me with all the same blessings once bestowed upon the goddess of Olympus.

He wants her to want him with the same intensity. She looks upon him with lusts draw and whispers, “Take me, I am yours.

I cannot place the luxury of thought towards tomorrow as I am consumed by living for today.

The mysteries I desired to learn of heaven and earth and all that is between could only be taught by experiencing you.

Drink from the fountain of youth and cloak yourself in the garments of wisdom.

You are the master of my heart. I am a slave to you’re soul. Intertwined in a perfect embrace that I will never release myself from.

I will gladly spend the rest of my days learning your secrets.

I love you more than the cookie monster loves cookies.

Love for you dances within & around my core of being as regular as the beat of my heart. As certain as the draw and release of each breath.

I would alter nothing of the journey made for it is in this road travelled that the sweetest of lessons are learnt.

Impossible to let go … No longer knowing how to hold on.

Climb greater heights to obtain a new perspective.

We will never have an expiration date. Our love is destined to exist forever.

My heart is beating with joy, my head is filled with song and my soul is intertwined with yours which is where it always belonged.

I cannot be bound to the confines of your rules. I am the exception to them.

Dare to live the fairytale.

You can spend a lifetime trying to erase memories. It doesn’t change the fact that they took place. Acceptance is the key.

All that I am. All that I will be is defined by this moment.

Even a grain of sand united with an oyster can make a pearl.

Forever thine, forever mine.

I think I might have secretly wished for you to exist all my life but never knew how to admit it.

I love you with an intensity that is beyond reasoning.

Riding on the coat tails of another is denying your ability to lead your own life.

Never forsake what we have. There is no barter or trade worth exchanging what we mean to one another.

She drinks in his nakedness. Her sixth sense of knowing assures her that he is the one she has been waiting for all her life.

Blessed are those whose hearts are filled with the warmth of love from another.

She wakes, she smiles …. because she is enevloped in the warmth of loving you.

Sometimes when you’re struggling to see kindness in the world, you need to be the creator of it to remind yourself it does exist.

Every cloud has a silver lining. The edge of light that shines brightest holds a sliver of hope for a bright today & an even better tomorrow.

The moon had never been as bright as the shine it was granting the sky with, committing every moment until sunrise.

She listens closely to the silence as though the sounds just beneath the surface are awaiting to release the significance of a moment.

She whispers her hush lullaby in dulcet tones to be carried by the wind sending her message “My today belongs to you.

Everything in life has a space of balance.

You were a luminescent star in the darkened sky that became my universe.

Let the desire to be understood become someone else’s elusive dream. Accept we are all evolving & can be relatable mainly for reasons associated to self.

Soul mate love transcends beyond the ethereal plane.

Lying down gazing at the cerulean blue-black sky, she slid her hands down to intertwine her fingers with his. “I love you,” she whispers.

Luck plays no part in the divinity of the moment that is set to transpire and make two unite into one burning flame of eternal love.

Life is about choices and chances. You make a choice and take a chance.

You are so close I want to breath you in.

The beauty of history is that it can be altered by changing ones perspective. If the interpretation varies so does the impact. Free will is the governor.

You are worth fighting for.

You make me want to be a better than I am today.

Paint me by numbers and colour me in watercolour half tones.

In this life I choose you.

Don’t buy into a superficial reality. It has an expiration date.

You can never appreciate the scent of a flower by another’s description. Some things are left to experience. Journey of self.

The Phoenix burns and rebirths from the ashes in the absence of need for witness, acceptance, understanding or belief.

Tell me you’re truth. I’m listening.