Let The Beauty We Love Do What

Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns To Its Confines.

You Are Dreaming Your Thirst When The Water You Want Is Inside The Big Vein On Your Neck.

The Whole Business Of Love Is To Drown In The Sea.

In This Earth, In This Immaculate Field, We Shall Not Plant Any Seeds Except For Compassion, Except For Love.

What Strange Beings We Are! That Sitting In Hell At The Bottom Of The Dark, We're Afraid Of Our Own Immortality.