Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.
Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.
There are infinite possibilities.
I am sacred when you love me. I am your sanctuary, you are mine.
Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.
My body is the fruit of spirits' play.