She had only a candle's light to see by, but candlelight never did badly by any woman.

Feelings are just visitors. Let them come and go

El hombre existe para la consecución de sus deseos.

Looking at me and laughing at me doesn’t stop me from being human in fact it pushes me to my limits

Beauty is in different type you just haven’t found my type yet that’s why you wonder and stare at me

You are the soil that supports my growth without you am hanging without nutrients

The key to you heart has always been me it was locked so that I will open

Written By Gifty