She gave him her soul so he may know the light she gave him her body so he may know dark delights .

He knew it when her curves became art when her mannerisms became poetry when the look in her eyes became sunsets he knew he loved her more than any creature he had ever known .He whispered ever so softly so only she could hear "My god you are beautiful into her soul ".

She's a hopeless Romantic but not the kind you think of she's beauty and chaos tangled in confusion and love she'll risk shattering heartbreak as her hearts true desires unfold .She's devastatingly hopeful despairingly vulnerable down to her soul .She would rather die from breathless moments than live a life time of ordinary breathing she just needs somebody to move her so she knows she's alive .

Her Soul was a feral cathedral, a river running through it .Where lovers wounded sonnets etched the walls and long lost loves were found again

She is a mortal danger to all men .She is beautiful without knowing it ,and possess charm that she's not even aware of .

The love of a lonely wolf ,full of secrets and strange midnights drawn out of the darkness from hills thick with black oaks valleys riddled with riddles that love is sharper than a bed of thistles, each kiss pares away flesh .The love of a wolf can eat you up all the better .

If I told you a tale of tenderness, if I spoke of a whimsical word or murmured a sentual story of fantasies the likes you've never heard. If I whispered you a dream enticed you with enchanting prose or carresed your  soul with a fable ,took you someplace not everyone goes .Will you listen with your heart ?Would you stay awhile with me?And follow me into my dreams to reach a new level of fantasy .