The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.
They try to say what you are, spiritual or sexual? They wonder about Solomon and all his wives. In the body of the world, they say, there is a soul and you are that. But we have ways within each other that will never be said by anyone.
No more words. Hear only the voice within.
Love calls - everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.