Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. |
We are made of all those who have built and broken us. |
You shall love your crooked neighbour, with your crooked heart. |
True love is rare, and it's the only thing that gives life real meaning. |
To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary. |
The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true. |
Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have. |
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. |
One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence. |
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am. |