The rose does best as a rose. Lilies make the best lilies. And look! You - the best you around!
Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere?
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
When the ocean surges, don't let me just hear it. Let it splash inside my chest!
There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.
You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence, or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart.