And Don't Think The Garden Loses Its

The Ocean Of The Body Crashes Against The Ocean Of The Heart. Between Them Is A Barrier They Cannot Cross.

A Mountain Keeps An Echo Deep Inside Itself. That's How I Hold Your Voice.

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

The Feelings Trembled And Flapped In His Chest Like A Bird Newly Put In A Cage.

If You Want Money More Than Anything, You'll Be Bought And Sold. If You Have A Greed For Food, You'll Be A Loaf Of Bread. This Is A Subtle Truth: Whatever You Love, You Are.