Love means never having to say you’re sorry.
I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and I’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain.
He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.