Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.
Your magnificence has made me a wonder. Your charm has taught me the way of love.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.
Come sit with me! Let us drink the holy wine of happiness.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.