Love is a clash of lightnings

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.

Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.

To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.

To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.

O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature.