Love cannot be learned or taught. Love comes as Grace.

We must die to become true human beings.

I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.

I look into your eyes & see the universe not yet born.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

Inside a Lover's Heart,there's another world,and yet another.

If you look too closely at the form, you miss the Essence.