I had a dream about you. You had a wheelchair and I had a wheelbarrow and together we made love the way the Panama Canal should have been made. We dredged up a lot of dormant feelings that night.

If I must start somewhere right here and now is the best place imaginable.

No matter how many times you think you have failed there is always another opportunity for you to succeed.

As for girls they must risk everything for freedom and give everything for passion... loving everything that their hearts and their bodies love. The only thing higher for a girl and more sacred for a young woman than her freedom and her passion should be her desire to make her life into poetry surrendering everything she has to create a life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in her imagination.

I had a dream about you last night. You were at my door. We had forgotten what we used to fight about. So I let you in and we made coconut pancakes like it was the very first time.

I had a dream about you. The king decreed we could only speak one word and that word would be assigned to us. Your word was hello and my word was goodbye. You made me happy and I made you sad. Or so I thought. Turns out you rather liked me telling you goodbye. You just wished I didnt keep saying it. You thought one time was good enough and that after that I should never speak to you again.

Yank some of the groans out of your prayers and shove in some shouts.

I had a dream about you. You owned a farm and you grew teamwork because yours was an ant farm. I was a coach looking to recruit some new fruit but I decided to give your produce a try. I made the right decision because I ended up winning the 2014 World Picnic Championships.

Thats why we get involved with other people right Not just for their bodies but for everything else too their dreams and their scars and their stories.

Youre single not because you are not good enough for one its that youre too good for the wrong one.