Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy Quotes

You are the calmest, fiercest person I know, and that is enough to draw me into your world and woo me into your heart. I've always enjoyed a good paradox and puzzle. You are no exception.

You have that faraway look in your eyes that makes me want to pull you into my dreams, bring you to your knees worshiping me - desperately. You, the nectar and the muse of my poetry.

You carry stories under your bright sad eyes, bag loads and I wish to god I could help you unload.

I could make love with you until the mood decides to never glow again.

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

You will be my thunder. I'll be your lightning. Even the heavens will rage with jealousy.

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

I love the echoes of a home filled to the rim with poetry, books and art.

Her skin smells of vintage books and pale moonlight, exotic things, forbidden loves and rainy nights.

He loved her like a roaring lion, even when she was most unlovable, and there's a lot to be said for that...that kind of fierce, raging, omnipotent love.

Too much war, hatred and fear in the world.Desperately needed: More art, love and poetry.

Don't think for second you are not a badass warrior. That's precisely your problem, you don't realize how amazingly brilliant and super kickass you are. Your potential is only limited by your mind.

I could make love with you until the moon decides to never glow again.

She's the kind of girl who brings you to the moon without you even being aware. The kind of girl you trip in love with, The kind of girl you never forget.

I'll always be the yearning poet bleeding ink chasing stars drunk on dreams.

She's just a girl who dreams too deeply for this world.

The feeling of being both trapped and free at the same time is the most mind twisting feeling of all.

Her stories were made of badass women teasing monsters and running wild with dragons.

Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.

She burns like the sunBeautiful when she comes undoneNo restraintsPure passion flowing through her veinsMadness refusing to be tamed.

My soulmust reachinto the cloudsand touch the beauty of madness.

Her skin smelled like the twilight moon and her eyes looked primal, like a hungry animal. She was darkness – dangerous, beautiful darkness.

There is a beastwithin my heart.She plays immaculately with the beauty in my soul.

It's her black wings that make her beautiful.

She has one hell of a dark soul, but damn, it’s so full of light!

While they all ink their skin, I crave something permanent within.Bare your soulOpen your heartTattoo your love within.

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair, and stars in her soul.

It's easy to hide behind a smile, that's why it is so important to search instead inside the eyes.

I know a beautiful soul when I feel one. The empath in me honors the authentic in you.

She has wings the color of wild and a soul the color of art.

Don't need a magic carpet to soar or wings to fly. I simply close my eyes and place my soul against the sky.

I am a wildflower in your perfect bed of roses.

Wildflowers can't be controlled, and neither can the girl with a soul boundless as the sky, and a spirit as free and wild as the ocean.

I'm a tangled mess of wild.

I have a dark soul, that doesn't mean I don't love the sun, rainbows and things that emphasize the light.

Kindnessis never weaknessif it has potentialto cause death.So, if you can“kill them with kindness, ”the ball is in your court.YOU have the power!

When the world is too much, create your own. I do it everyday.

I'm a tad insane, but I promise you won't forget me.

Shower the darkness with loveand watch light illuminate.

She doesn't trust easily, but when she does it's always with the devil himself.

I belong with the trees, the wind, the earth beneath my feet.I belong in the land of enchanting things.But mostly, I belong entwined in your kiss, lost, yet wild and free, pure bliss, like poetry.

Leave the comfort of your dark cocoon... Allow your imagination to take flight. Embrace those marvelous magical wings and soar!

Wake up wild one! Your mind is a cageless bird waiting to fly to uncharted lands. Like the phoenix, you'll rise again with renewed vigor, clarity, compassion and insight.

Remove the mask. Let me love the darkness you hide underneath.

I love the stars they always find a way to pull me away.

You'll never be able to silence the woman who was born to write.

When you are lost in the right way, you don't go back to being found in the wrong way.

I contemplate the impossible and achieve madness. This is my blessing. This is my curse. My heaven, my hell.

I am skin, but underneath livesfire and stars and wild!

I would rather dance alone under the stars than spend a lifetime hiding behind the moon.