The Dark Thought, The Shame, The Malice,

I Love My Friends Neither With My Heart Nor With My Mind. Just In Case... Heart Might Stop. Mind Can Forget. I Love Them With My Soul. Soul Never Stops Or Forgets.

Someone Who Does Not Run Toward The Allure Of Love Walks A Road Where Nothing Lives. But This Dove Here Senses The Love Hawk Floating Above, And Waits, And Will Not Be Driven Or Scared To Safety.

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.

Earth Tries To Work Sorcery On Us, Saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, But We Outwit That Spell By Enjoying This Now.

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