To paraphrase the great poet Dante, the heavens swirl above us and our eyes are still cast to the ground.
The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.
Is it a form of social play that underneath the words people say, there is a different conversation going on?
The only sins are violations of Love.
Each character is an allegory for every aspect of human existence.
Sometime is that appointment, the final one to meet. Let's color all with love, for Time is naught but fleet.