Those Whom We Most Love Are Often

To Know Who You Are Without Any Delusions Or Sympathy Is A Moment Of Revelation That No One Experiences Unscathed.

Root Of A Tree, Fruit Of A Vine, Let Me Pass By This Blood Of Mine.

When You Can Have Anything You Want By Uttering A Few Words, The Goal Matters Not, Only The Journey To It.

Shall We Dance,friend Of My Heart?" We Shall, Little One.

Some Troubles No One Else Should Have To Endure,especially Not Those You Love.