They say a good love is one that sits you down gives you a drink of water and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind sets you ablaze makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you cant stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch I say thats a good love one that burns and flies and you run with it

I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

Those sweet lips. My oh my I could kiss those lips all night long.Good things come to those who wait.

With my last breath Ill exhale my love for you. I hope its a cold day so you can see what you meant to me.

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the womans womb only to gather strength he nourishes himself from this fusion and then he rises and goes into the world into his work into battle into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy completion. Woman may be busy too but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb she is fulfilled each act of love a taking of man within her an act of birth and rebirth of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act to be. But for woman the climax is not in the birth but in the moment man rests inside of her.

You only need one man to love you. But him to love you free like a wildfire crazy like the moon always like tomorrow sudden like an inhale and overcoming like the tides. Only one man and all of this.

She wanted something else something different something more. Passion and romance perhaps or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms or perhaps something as simple as not being second.

sex is the consolation you have when you cant have love

If loving someone is putting them in a straitjacket and kicking them down a flight of stairs then yes I have loved a few people.

When someone loves you the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.