“Love of my life, look deep in my eyes. There you will find what you need. I’m the giver of life, I’ll clothe you in white, My immaculate bride you will be. Oh come running home to me. Give me your life, the lust and the lies, the past you’re afraid i might see. You’ve been runing away from me. You’re my beloved, lover I’m yours. Death shall not part us,...
Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer...
Look for a lovely thing and you will find it.” -Sara Teasdale
Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing. It’s the rhythm of...
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to...– Kathlil Gibran