soul

Paint me by numbers and colour me in watercolour half tones.

May the four winds gather & disperse the strength to grant me with all the same blessings once bestowed upon the goddess of Olympus.

Never forsake what we have. There is no barter or trade worth exchanging what we mean to one another.

Embrace life in totality.

You are the keeper of my eternal secrets.

I want you to be happy and for me to be part of that happiness.

Blessed are those whose hearts are filled with the warmth of love from another.

I want to explore every aspect of you.

Her thought encased in a cocoon of desire. She allows the streams of sunlight to warm the core of her being while she waits for metamorphous.

Forever present, always knowing that you are the only one for me.

Happiness envelopes the heart.

Luck plays no part in the divinity of the moment that is set to transpire and make two unite into one burning flame of eternal love.

Nothing in her world aligns to the surreality of her dreams. She can feel his presence, his warmth, his depth of intent pressing against her.

Right time, right place, right moment.

She listens closely to the silence as though the sounds just beneath the surface are awaiting to release the significance of a moment.

She drinks in his nakedness. Her sixth sense of knowing assures her that he is the one she has been waiting for all her life.

The immortal gods, the deities will rise, they will fall but none will live beyond the wall. Prometheus, knows love & saves them all.

I yearn to taste my desire on your lips.