Silver and gold pale into insignificance if you flatter me with blue nights, romance me with pink lips and woo me with purple prose...
Why believe in dreams, that promise a reality, which will never be?
Relying on one person can make you dull so broaden your outlook, find new friends and have new experiences...Life is waiting for you to live...
A relationship will devalue when one puts a price on it..
Maybe the dream is just life's way of getting us out of bed in the morning and in reality, we are all just chasing stardust...
When the inevitable meets the unstoppable, that is where souls turn to lust...
Neither time nor distance should matter. Anything is doable...For love...
So, you charmed her into your bed and you think that is enough? No Sir, your big dilemma is, what are you willing to do to keep her there?
I am roses and thorns and pearls from the deep...
Our souls stretched across time, spanning the universe in search of each other and suddenly, there it was...life, love, desire, all we had to do was indulge...
Travelling to new worlds, experiencing strange sights, sounds and tasting the unknown becomes ever more delightful when shared...
With one touch of her hand, all my fears are hidden. It's almost like a vivid dream that can't go wrong
I think sometimes we fall in love just because it feels so good to love someone, to desire them, to yearn for another human being, to cross the boundary of aloneness that is part of human existence.
Time moves quickly In the blink of an eye You're gone Do you miss me Feels like yesterday We were on Blissfully Grab your chin With my palm Kiss your cheek
It took seconds to fall in love and years to tell her.
In all innocence I plead guilty for loving you by accident.
There are few things more mysterious than endings. I mean, for example, when did the Greek gods end, exactly? Was there a day when Zeus waved magisterially down from Olympus and Aphrodite and her lover Ares, and her crippled husband Hephaestus ) I always felt sorry for him), and all the rest got rolled up like a worn-out carpet?
You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?
You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
Love is like a butterfly, when it comes and sits on your palm, you can either care for it and let it fly if it wishes, or you can trap it and see it die.