I believe in love and lust and sex and romance. I don’t want everything to add up to some perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want someone to go crazy out of his mind for me. I want to feel passion and heat and sweat and madness and I want valentines and cupids and all the rest of that crap. I want it all.
❤️ Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned, and let our kisses touch there, one by one, till the flower, disembodied, rises again. Let us love that Desire that consumed its own fruit and went down, aspect and power, into the earth: We are its continuing light, its indestructible, fragile seed." ~ Pablo Neruda
"Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy, think about such things." [Philippians 4:8]
“I am your moon and your moonlight too. I am your flower garden and your water too. I have come all this way, eager for you - Without shoes or shawl I want you to laugh, To kill all your worries, To love you, To nourish you.” ― Rumi
He slowly peeled the strap of her camisole off her shoulder. His soft, warm lips pressed against her soft, warm skin. She didn't even bother asking for more, or begging him to go faster. She knew he'd get to everything eventually, all in his own good time. Alexa Rowan - romance author (alexarowan.com) (day 34) #microRomance #YearOfLove