“Stay, I said to the cut flowers. They bowed their heads lower. Stay, I said to the spider, who fled. Stay, leaf. It reddened, embarrassed for me and itself. Stay, I said to my body. It sat as a dog does, obedient for a moment, soon starting to tremble. Stay, to the earth of riverine valley meadows,…”— Jane Hirshfield, amazon.com
“It will always be this way. I stand here scared that you will disappear, scared that you will stay.”— Mark Strand, amazon.com
“You swallowed everything, like distance. Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“she and I raised a red bonfire wearing out our lips from kissing each other's souls”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs, oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies. Oh the mad coupling of hope and force in which we merged and despaired.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“there is a quality about women who choose men sparingly; it appears in their walk in their eyes in their laughter and in their gentle hearts.”— Charles Bukowski, amazon.com
“I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints, we’d only find yours.”— Rudy Francisco, rudyfrancisco.tumblr.com
“Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her, too. More than others. She was different. After all; I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair.”— Christopher Poindexter, goodreads.com
“your smile. is the ultimate golden dream. all the poems in the world are waking up from.”— Sanober Khan, goodreads.com
“I am the book you pick up but never buy. I am the book you open but never finish to read and that's okay. I write for myself anyway.”— Sade Andria Zabala, amazon.com
“When you speak I like to listen to you because when you speak it feels like hearing a story about the first time somebody saw the ocean, no matter what you're saying.”— Dalton Day, harpoonreview.com
“Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running from them.”— Nikita Gill, amazon.com
“Here I am, as a female writer, who lives in this world as a woman, who lives in a world that does not pay her the same as males, who lives in a world where I am statistically not safe from predatory behavior, I am trying to represent other women. I do not need a male to do so.”— Bianca Sparacino, thoughtcatalog.com
“I want every piece of me to crash into every piece of you, I swear to God that's how they make stars.”— Mary Lambert, open.spotify.com
“Every poem is about you. Even the ones about other people, they’re for your eyes only. Everyone else who reads this is just a stranger looking through the window at us. It always comes back to you. It will always come back to you.”— Clementine Von Radics, clementinepoetry.us
“Looking at you it occurred to me I could sit around all day wearing nothing but your kiss.”— Shane L. Koyczan, amazon.co.uk