“Love, comes to steal you like a thief in the night. It aims to take your most precious from you. It gags, you, binds you, cripples you to keep you from running away, rips off your skin making you raw, and holds you ransomed asking for so much wealth one is forced into imprisonment…isn’t is beautiful?”

“Love, comes to steal you like a thief in the night. It aims to take your most precious from you. It gags, you, binds you, cripples you to keep you from running away, rips off your skin making you raw, and holds you ransomed asking for so much wealth one is forced into imprisonment…isn’t is beautiful?”

“About the subject of love. You know? People have it all wrong. It isn’t about What one can bring you, or do for you. Love isn’t about being even or keepingscore. It’s not even about respect…even respect; carries with it limitations. It is allabout inner strength. The inner strength to lose all pride and ego…and allow yourself to be completely, totally, and utterly…vulnerable. To allow the rippingapart, the bleeding, the complete shedding of one’s skin…so that you are availableto submit to your partner. Submitting…it’s not a weakness. It is the ultimate in strength. When one submits, they are saying;” I am imperfect, you are imperfect. Your imperfection is beautiful to me and I choose to only love you.” There is no greaterstrength. It is the ultimate in respect, reverence, adoration. There is no greater gift.”

“I have feelings from my soul that sometimes supersedes my humanness.”