I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be, Without your love's security?
The soul: a wide listening sky with thousands of candles.
Keep silent, because the world of silence is a vast fullness
No One in the Entire World is as Precious as You are.
There is no worse torture than knowing intellectually about love and the way.