I have been so naughted in Thy Love's existence that my nonexistence is a thousand times sweeter than my existence
You are the soul of the soul of the universe, and your name is Love.
You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion
I don't want learning, or dignity, or respectability. I want this music, and this dawn, and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
Because of your love I have broken with my past
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stay just above the surface, yet I'm already under and living within the ocean.