This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm

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.

Wisdom Tells Us We Are Not Worthy; Love Tells Us We Are. My Life Flows Between The Two.

I Profess The Religion Of Love, Love Is My Religion And My Faith. My Mother Is Love My Father Is Love My Prophet Is Love My God Is Love I Am A Child Of Love I Have Come Only To Speak Of Love.

What A Relief To Be Empty! Then God Can Live Your Life.

He Who Tastes Not, Knows Not.