Pour Out Wine Till I Become A

Whatever You Know, Or Don’t - Only Love Is Real.

Just As The Heart Becomes Carefree In A Place Of Green, Growing Plants, Goodwill And Kindness Are Born When Our Souls Enter Happiness.

Every Love Outside Of His Love, Is Pain.

This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm Going To Say. I Don't Plan It. When I'm Outside The Saying Of It, I Get Very Quiet And Rarely Speak At All.

Lovers Think They Are Looking For Each Other, But There Is Only One Search: Wandering This World Is Wandering That, Both Inside One Transparent Sky. In Here There Is No Dogma And No Heresy.