At this moment, we are one and the same -one soul inhabiting two bodies.

She’s over the top rebellious,but damn her heart overflowing with insane love.She shakes thing up.Doesn’t play by rules and certainly fitsin nobody’s pretty perfect box.

Genuine soul connections are the real aphrodisiacs.

I want your naked soul or nothing at all.

You're sexy and suave and you say the right things, but unless you can reach into my soul and tantalize my mind our connection will be null and void.

We didn't just bump into each other or randomly meet. It was more like a soul collision, meant to be.

Don't say it doesn't make sense then tell me you feel your spine curve and chill humps rise all over your skin. That's all the sense it needs to make. That's what it's supposed to do. That's poetry darling; you feel it in your noes, it chills your skin-- poetry speaks to your soul, it burns within.

Don't analyze her love. Just turn the green light on and move into her soul.

The amount of her madnessdepends on the amount of her love.If she is crazy, frantic, insane with you,then simply stated . . .She is in love with you.