You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.
What is the Heart? A flower opening.
I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.
Those who practice Love have neither Religion or Status.
Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.