As Long As An Angel Is Not

People Who Repress Desires Often Turn, Suddenly, Into Hypocrites.

My Place Is Placeless, A Trace Of The Traceless.

I Said, “i Just Want To Know You And Then Disappear.” She Said, “knowing Me Does Not Mean Dying.

Love Came.... And Became Like Blood In My Body. It Rushed Through My Veins And Encircled My Heart. Everywhere I Looked, I Saw One Thing.... Love's Name Written On My Limbs, On My Left Palm, On My Forehead, On The Back Of My Neck, On My Right Big Toe... Oh, My Friend, All That You See Of Me Is Just A Shell, And The Rest Belongs To Love.

Inside You There's An Artist You Don't Know About.