217 quotes found
“this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.”
“I am filled time and againwith a heart-aching wonder when I thinkof the fireand frost of memoriesof the everlastingnessof lovethe solace of familyand the power of prayer.”
“kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours.”
“When I write...I am in the fond armsof a childhood friendupon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawingsof my woes.”
“I keep my kindness in my eyes Gently folded around my iris Like a velvety, brown blanket That warms my vision I keep my shyness in my hair Tucked away into a ponytail Looking for a chance to escape...”
“my dear, I have nothing to say.my heart burns like the evening sky.”
“Hands. Cheeks. Eyes. Lips.Neck. Ears.Thighs.Heart. Soul.Ahh!the things I get tosavor you with.”
“my dear,we are all made of water. it's okay to rage. sometimes it's okay to rest. to recede.”
“you are ever the only onei want to giveall the peachesin my heart tothe only one by whomi want them bruised.”
“Wordsare powerfulforces of nature.they are destruction.they are nourishment. they are flesh. they are water.they are flowers and bone.they burn. they cleansethey erase. they etch. they can eitherle...”
“some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.”
“in a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.”
“the saddest thing is to bea minute to someone,when you've made them your eternity.”
“a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon,when I don't know, if you will ever come back.”
“tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i gaze upon youof something softer than the tendernesswith which i hold you.”
“there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, sometimesdwindledisappeardieand are rebornwhen you smile again.”
“i want to be in love with youthe same wayi am in love with the moonwith the lightshiningout of its soul.”
“sometimes i don't know, which momentwhich cool gust of wind will come,and enchant metousling my hairand my heart, stirring...that familiar ache of poetry, which drop will kissthe old wrench in my s...”
“Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.”
“it was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too,have been bruised...by beauty.”
