In The Sea Of Love, I Melt

The Agony Of Lovers Burns With The Fire Of Passion. Lovers Leave Traces Of Where They've Been. The Wailing Of Broken Hearts Is The Doorway To God.

Beware! Don't Allow Yourself To Do What You Know Is Wrong, Relying On The Thought, Later I Will Repent And Ask God's Forgiveness.

Each Has To Enter The Nest Made By The Other Imperfect Bird.

You Knock At The Door Of Reality. You Shake Your Thought Wings, Loosen Your Shoulders, And Open.

I Am Weary Of Personal Worrying, In Love With The Art Of Madness.