We are whom we trust with our deepest secrets, whom we cherish and hold close in the deep abyss of the night, whom we protect with our lives, love with our hearts and entrust with our souls...

I spend my life believing in people through child like eyes, always trying to see the good, trying to ignore the bad...I think my eyes need glasses....

Life is what it is...And even without having everything you desire...It is still gloriously beautiful...

A timeless energy encircles the world, drawing humanity into its grasp, eternally swirling, pulling souls together, tearing them apart in the eternal struggle of love, life and loss...

Passion is life and delights await those whose soul lusts for new experiences. Every breath should stir deep, simmering desire for those who incite torrid urges and send blood coursing through fevered veins. Throw each shiver hard against unyielding rock, salaciously invade the soft pleasures whose ripe lips hunger for satisfaction, demanding the flame be fanned and thirst be quenched…Demand no less, take no prisoners…

Your path is not my path. Should we meet at the crossroads and ye be a friend, tarry a while, drink some wine and let us laugh for a while. If ye be foe, continue on your merry way and may our paths never cross again.

I have had you in my life for so long, I want to know when the dream ends and the fairy-tale begins...

Brushing the clouds away from my eyes, I see clarity in the raindrop and beauty in the first ray of morning sun...Life is strange and wondrous...

In this delicate and unpredictable life, the future is unwritten. Do not take someone for granted today, for once tomorrow dawns upon the indigo night the only remaining trace will be tracks in the sand...