John Mark Green

When did your flight plan become a holding pattern, always circling happiness, but never allowed to land? Distracted by in-flight movies, drinks, and snacks, until the fuel runs out. Is this really all there is? Is this what you want out of life?

She thirsted for love, but found only a mirage. Some hearts are a desert you can die wandering in.

Within every heart's Winter sleeps the promise of Spring.

And if we never visit Paris, that's okay. Your heart is my exotic destination every day.

Strangely incurious, her lovers from before. She has worlds within I'm longing to explore.

Do you dare journey into the wild places of your heart?

Who was it that hurt you,stole light out of your eyes?Cut a hole in your heartand let the love drain dry?Who was so damn careless,to leave you with such scars?Where will you find healing?Right here, within my arms.

When life gets dark, that's when stars appear among us. Shine bright, beautiful ones. Throw light from your burning hearts.

My heart had been a darkened room for so very long, but then you found the light switch.

Who was it that hurt you, stole the light out of your eyes? Cut a hole in your heart and let the love drain dry? Who was so damn careless, to leave you with such scars? Where will you find healing? Right here, within my arms.

With rough hands and gentle heart, I'll seduce you. You will feel my power and surrender to desire.

I walk these lonely streets at dark. Just me and the night; crowded head, empty heart.

When I lean my ear up against your seashell heart, I can hear an ocean of love roaring inside.

I want to hold you close, skin on skin, and let our heartbeats have a conversation.

Please thaw my permafrost heart.

She had a very inconvenient heart. It always insisted on feeling things ever so deeply.

You rang my heart like a church bell at midnight. Trembling, I awoke to the sweet sound of love.

The door to her heart was locked up tight, but he could still see a faint glow escaping through the keyhole.