Melody Lee Quotes

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

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

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

Sometimes the enemy walks beside you, holds your hand and kisses your pretty lips.

Your eyes were the bait luring me into your world. Your kiss was the trap door keeping me prisoner there.

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.

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.

Learn to use your third eye and you’ll be able to see beyond the sky. There is no limit, except that which you impose upon yourself.

Some can't handle the fiery poet, how she rips into souls burning words into prose.

She's burning and out of control and everything I love about fire.

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Those things that take my breath away become the ocean-complex and deep-and I'm prone to drowning in beautiful things. Like you.

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

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.

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

She was a restless soul. Born with black wings and a gypsy heart.

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

I'm a tangled mess of wild.

You put butterflies back into my soul and painted their wings with passion and poetry.

Come, get entwined in the dream catcher of my heart.

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.