I close my eyes to indulge and reminisce of a sunset that never existed.
I looked at an angel today, but the angel could not see me. The angel was more amazing than beautiful, like the best forgotten dream.
I wish that I could fly into the sky and touch the clouds with my hands.
Joys circular fulfillment was so persistent, when I was weak it gave me strength.
Honor a good woman because she is virtuous and honorable.
You are a fantastic scheme of captivating ecstasy.