The breath of the flute player: does it belong to the flute?
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!
I'm dominated by Love, By my passion of love for Love
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for.
To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.