Melody Lee

When you find your twin flame you also find your freedom, for there is nothing more exhilarating, wild and free than absolute soul love.

Promise me you'll stay and I promise to haunt you in the most heavenly way - with dark devotion and deep emotion.

Sometimes, the only things in this world that make sense are the moon, my madness and your hands messing up my hair, while your teeth sink into my soul.

I love it when you meet an angel on Earth and they have no idea that's what they are; a human angel, an angel covered in skin. They hare the best kinds of humans to know. As your eyes widen, as you evolve and your soul is receptive, you will encounter and recognize these angels on Earth more and more.

You became moon dust in my soul, I couldn't quite brush you away because somehow you always returned to haunt my heart.

You keep playing with what broke you,then wonder why you don__ heal.Leave the wound alone,throw away the poison,and watch the magic of recovery.Your wings of wisdom are ready for flight.

Don't say it doesn't make sense then tell me you feel your spine curve and chill humps rise all over your skin. That's all the sense it needs to make. That's what it's supposed to do. That's poetry darling; you feel it in your noes, it chills your skin-- poetry speaks to your soul, it burns within.

We met at the blue lagoon on the even of a full moon. Dancing wild like those gypsy girls, with their messy hair and glittering eyes. We made magic behind the mangrove trees and ended up with bruised knees, as the sound of the win and the waves serenaded us late into the sweet bohemian night.

Don't want a complicated love. Just want you to grab my demons, kiss my madness and run away with me.

Take me to that special place where you kiss me and the world forgets to exist.

Don't analyze her love. Just turn the green light on and move into her soul.

Your body is a temple and I'm in need of serious prayer.

Don't blame my heart's appetite for how it chooses to feast, for my heart is a wild lover, an all-consuming beast.

I like your mind when it plays with mine. We harmonize, like a dirty sweet symphony.

Some people have hollow souls. They__l see your light and like a moth to a flame, they__l gravitate toward you. Be cautious, for these souls will attempt to steal your joy and try robbing the sparkle from your eyes.

I loved you unabashedly in the rain, you were real, raw, accustomed to pain. I loved you mostly in the rain, where you exposed your broken soul, unashamed, dancing despite it all.

Your love was a vine - enchanting and beautiful, crawling around my heart and up my throat; then it strangled me. Your love, hauntingly tragic.

Those with wild hearts love biglove fiercelylove with every fiberof their feral being.