She burns like the sunBeautiful when she comes undoneNo restraintsPure passion flowing through her veinsMadness refusing to be tamed.

Some days she is delicate, vulnerable and soft.Other days she is a lioness; courageous, determined, unafraid. Always she is a goddess,a tenacious warrior’s heart. She is you, him and her.No one is without flaws, yet we are all flawless.Quite the contraction, still, so very true.Never underestimate your worth your beauty or your strength.You are everything you can imagine and so much more.

Never underestimate your worth your beauty or your strength. You are everything you can imagine and so much more.

Where you see scars I see artWhere you see flawsI see incredible beauty Where you see failuresI see knowledge and growth Everything is perception You see with your eyesI see with my soul It’s how you rock And how I roll.

With poetry, rules are meant to be broken. And that's the beauty of poetry; it's rebellious, like me.

A man once said of women, "Women are like roads, the more curves, the more fun, exciting and dangerous they are." While the evolved man smiles with class and confidence and says, women with more curves, twists and turns in her mind are the most beautiful, exciting, dangerous creatures alive. And the evolved woman, well, she will accept no less than the evolved man; a man with honor, dignity and depth.

Her skin smelled like the twilight moon and her eyes looked primal, like a hungry animal. She was darkness – dangerous, beautiful darkness.

My soulmust reachinto the cloudsand touch the beauty of madness.

There is a beastwithin my heart.She plays immaculately with the beauty in my soul.