Do not allow the union of faithful souls to admit impediments. It is not love that changes when it finds a change, or that bends with the desire to depart. Oh, no! It is a beacon fixed forever, that looks upon the storms and never shudders; written, nor will anyone ever have loved.

Dirty Love I want your eyes to wander, your thoughts to lose control, to feel the tension between us slowly taking over my soul. Come closer, don’t say a word, let the silence speak tonight. Your smile is my temptation, your touch my favorite kind of fight. I want a love that feels forbidden, a little wicked, a little wild, the kind that leaves us both breathless and makes us forget we should be mild. So stay with me until the morning, let desire write our story above— because tonight I don’t want something innocent, I want your dirty kind of love.