With Passion Pray. With Passion Make Love.

Disharmony Prevails When You Confuse Lust With Love, While The Distance Between The Two Is Endless!

I Belong To No Religion. My Religion Is Love. Every Heart Is My Temple.

In The Orchard And Rose Garden I Long To See Your Face. In The Taste Of Sweetness I Long To Kiss Your Lips. In The Shadows Of Passion I Long For Your Love.

When Soul Rises Into Lips You Feel The Kiss You Have Wanted

Those Who Don't Feel This Love Pulling Them Like A River, Those Who Don't Drink Dawn Like A Cup Of Springwater Or Take In Sunset Like A Supper, Those Who Don't Want To Change, Let Them Sleep.