I follow my heart and it shows me things I never knew was possible, because the heart is far more intelligent than the mind

The silver hairs and lines in their skin make them even more beautiful, knowing we have shared all these years together

Hello my stranger. My not-stranger. It’s easy to see your pain and scars as you bask in moonlight and hide in the dark. I don’t see purple: you are the color of dark chocolate and ebony, or the dazzling night sky...

The wind sends her whispers... Traveling through time itself to speak wisdoms and fill our hearts, we stood there listening to this language

The Rain Dancer and the Fire Sprite, the most perfect duet: our feet kiss the Earth, the wind sings in our ears, rain drops dance on the

If words are your only vessel, then I am beached. For I live in a wealth of intuition, of which the world has become impoverished

When I am with you all rules of the world melt away, for we rule in heart and spirit. Our selfless love is rebellion. We were not made for this...

I could stand for hours whispering to you in the dark in the shadows of the night. Whispering or saying nothing at all, and thereby saying everything. Oh how I could bathe in those brown eyes and deep dive...

Their hands do not write with ink, but speak a language of their own: the word of the hand, where words become silence, become touch...

I watched you break yourself a thousand times into a thousand pieces in the name of Holy Love which was nothing more than a poisoned chalice like drunken happiness slowly killing you from...

Just like the soul that reveals itself in a fleeting dream only to be buried once more in consciousness... Whomever is learned in the wisdoms of life will know where to find me: My greatest treasures...

I have nothing and I have everything: in nothing the world is my oyster. Nothing to lose, only to gain, each...

I caught a glimpse of a world that lives on love, and ever since my mind has been high up above. They bend all rules to fly freely, there is no better way really: to live as chaos becomes magic and whims become logic, the world itself inside out, backwards and upside down...

In dreams I fly free. My butterfly dance wakens, I...

Though my mind grows weary, every cell in me has a soul and they are all calling out for Purple

Each day is full of endless possibility: She gives so much if you only dare to See. In Nature’s eye there is no right or wrong, there is only...

Can we be alone together? So that I may have my secret solitudes and follow my whims of the day, and you’ll be an arm’s reach away? So that I can show you...

They shall not be my universe, but my alternate reality staring back at me, and without the need for words their eyes would tell me: I...

I pass you on into the world as you pass me on: like ripples we grow, our spirits flying to the edges...

You are my purple-hearted fairy: everything you touch sparkles, your words curve my mouth into a smile, your fairy dust the ink that fuels my pen...