Love Is A Madman, Working His Wild

This Is Now. Now Is, All There Is. Don't Wait For Then; Strike The Spark, Light The Fire.

That Hurt We Embrace Becomes Joy. Call It To Your Arms Where It Can Change.

We Are Pain And What Cures Pain, Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. I Want To Hold You Close Like A Lute, So That We Can Cry Out With Loving. Would You Rather Throw Stones At A Mirror? I Am Your Mirror And Here Are The Stones.

‎there Is A Place Where Voices Sing Your Beauty, A Place Where Every Breath Carves Your Image In My Soul.

Be Suspicious Of What You Want.