Quotes About Desire

you have a terrible beauty that scares me - a fierce defiance that won't be subdued - not that i want to tame you - I don't - I like to look...

that yearning inside you that seeks for fulfillment - does it still burn?...

this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...

my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me...

I worship at the temple of your body and without you, I'd have no art...

don't think love is just an emotion - I am dangerous and you know it because I will do anything you ask me to do...

dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?...

the religion of the heart is as intimate as a wish breathed to the night sky...

you go back to liberate the captives and sadly realize, some want to remain tied down in the cave...

I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely...

I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin...

I've known damnable beauty - the turgid pull of swirling blackness - but in the end, it's futile - purity alone redeems...

I don't want what other men see in you- you the you I want is invisible but it is the part of you I really love...

I wish I could tell the tale of your beauty as my rough hands caress your face...

you merely look at me and I want to confess, but don't - I've buried my heart under the floor boards, but you always dig it up...

with you, I'm always on the verge - feeling dizzy like looking at waves - and you, my Love, make me tipsy...

I keep breaking things - appointments and porcelain, thinking of your lips...

Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...

does it seem strange in the loneliness of the present time, that I run to you?...

take off your sweater in the darkness and static flares as a tiny lightning storm - I am the same at the end of your fingertips ...

yes I understand your spells—your sex magic—at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in...

you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...

all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...

Mental chemistry creates interest, Emotional chemistry Generates Affection, Physical chemistry generates desire, and Spiritual chemistry creates love. A soulmate includes all four...and I will not settle for anything less!