There Are No Edges To My Loving

Since I Was Cut From The Reedbed I Have Made This Crying Sound. Anyone Separated From Someone He Loves Understands What I Say. Anyone Pulled From A Source Longs To Go Back.

Go Back, Go Back To Sleep. Yes, You Are Allowed. You Who Have No Love In Your Heart, You Can Go Back To Sleep. The Power Of Love Is Exclusive To Us, You Can Go Back To Sleep. I Have Been Burnt By The Fire Of Love. You Who Have No Such Yearning In Your Heart, Go Back To Sleep. The Path Of Love, Has Seventy-two Folds And Countless Facets. Your Love And Religion Is All About Deceit, Control And Hypocrisy, Go Back To Sleep. I Have Torn To Pieces My Robe Of Speech, And Have Let Go Of The Desire To Converse. You Who Are Not Naked Yet, You Can Go Back To Sleep.

Your Depression Is Connected To Your Insolence And Refusal To Praise.

Let The Beauty We Love Do What We Do.

Friend, Our Closeness Is This: Anywhere You Put Your Foot, Feel Me In The Firmness Under You.