Love is about as strong, as two people want to make it.

Key the mind, and set the soul free.

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

Level, is spelled the same forward and backwards. Those on the upper level can always hit the bottom, and those on the bottom can always rank to the top. Envision your footprints up there already trailing, and your feet will soon follow suit.

I can have patience for anything, but it's waiting for love, that kills me a little each day.

Nothing like being in a dream, then waking up to a nightmare.

When I was young, I thought I was a bird at one time. Then they told me I can't fly, so I stopped flying.

She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spark the sky, heaven with no price tag I realize, love is the same: endless, priceless, full bliss; to have this princess I pinch myself thinking this is a dream, but to my reprise, I can only say I am now, at last, alive.

One dream, will suffice a thousand nightmares.