The Unseen Presence Keeps Saying To Us,

The Gifts Of Lovers To One Another Are, In Respect To Love, Nothing But Forms; Yet, They Testify To Invisible Love.

Gratitude Is The Wine For The Soul. Go On. Get Drunk.

Your Legs Will Get Heavy And Tired. Then Comes A Moment Of Feeling The Wings You've Grown, Lifting.

In The Silence Of Love You Will Find The Spark Of Life.

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.