This Phantom World Gave You False Signs

Like A Sculptor, If Necessary, Carve A Friend Out Of Stone. Realize That Your Inner Sight Is Blind And Try To See A Treasure In Everyone.

In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its Place. Love Is Mute.

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.

When I Say The Word You, I Mean A Hundred Universes.

Don't Make The Body Do What The Spirit Does Best, And Don't Put A Big Load On The Spirit That The Body Could Easily Carry.