I See My Beauty In You.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain. Good And Bad Are Mixed. If You Don't Have Both, You Don't Belong With Us.

Love, The Supreme Musician, Is Always Playing In Our Souls

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

Enough Of Words. Come To Me Without A Sound.

Angels Dance Only With You, Beloved And Only Before You Do I Bow In Adoration. You May Accept Me Or Not But I Will Be At Your Feet Forever.