You are the artist, and your days the canvas. Will you create an original masterpiece, or live a paint-by-numbers kind of life?

And if love be madness, may I never find sanity again.

As the waves relentlessly seek the shore, so my thoughts continually return to you.

Things began happening with odd synchronicity, as if the universe itself was conspiring on behalf of their love story.

Sometimes it feels like you've set off a spectacular lightning show in my heart, and I wonder if other people can see the flashes through my skin.

When I lean my ear up against your seashell heart, I can hear an ocean of love roaring inside.

When she smiled at me, I felt unborn poems stirring within.

And if the stars should ever die, we'll make our own light, you and I.

I want to kiss you so thoroughly that you lose your ability to stand.