She was the night, in love with the stars, always chasing the moon. He was an early cup of coffee,in love with her wild ocean breeze, her mischievous ways, her childish play.

Without you, I am unhingedYour voluptuous mind is red velvet to my soulYour tender touch, your prodding tongueIgniting the woman beast in meOur primal urges and animal instinctsOur connection like electricityI need you like a book needs a spineAs a butterfly needs wings to flyI crave you like the moon craves the nightEvery cell in my body aches without youOh, what sweet agony!

You'll never be able to silence the woman who was born to write.

Learn to use your third eye and you’ll be able to see beyond the sky. There is no limit, except that which you impose upon yourself.

Be with someone who willingly runs in the storm with you, not someone who cowers away because of turbulent winds.

Take me to that special place where you kiss me and the world forgets to exist fears evaporate insecurities obliterate.

Such hungry desperation in a single kiss when it's enamored in love and bathed in bliss.

She is psychic a little voodoo magic soulful with cranberry lips eyes full of fantastic.

He felt like sin but tasted like love so what's a clumsy girl to do but stumble in delicious crazy love.