I am a wildflower in your perfect bed of roses.

Wildflowers can't be controlled, and neither can the girl with a soul boundless as the sky, and a spirit as free and wild as the ocean.

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair, and stars in her soul.

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair and stars in her soul.

Get messy. Play in the dirt. Take a few falls, let them happen. Cuts and bruises, scrapes and scars are good for the soul – You bleed, you heal, you rise.

Please let me know if I have missed any spots, because my soul yearns to know all of you, each and every part. I want your naked soul or nothing at all.

He has dirty hands and dark wild eyes, but by far he is the purest heart I have ever known. My eyes saw you, but damn, did my soul feel you.

Possess me with your love Wholly, completely, devour me. Call me selfish, this is how I demand my lovers. Soul on soul, flesh on flesh, nothing less.

There is hungry desperation in a lover’s kiss when it is enamored in love and I am famished for the depth of your soul your body’s intoxicating embrace.