Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is

Wings Of Love Long Only To Fly Away From All Directions.

The Body's A Mirror Of Heaven: Its Energies Make Angels Jealous. Our Purity Astounds Seraphim. Devils Shiver At Our Nerve.

Love Is An Emerald. Its Brilliant Light Wards Off Dragons On This Treacherous Path.

Love Said To Me, There Is Nothing That Is Not Me. Be Silent.

What Is Planted In Each Person's Soul Will Sprout.