I have liked many,
but love very few,
yet no one has been,
as sweet as you,
i am the stand and
wait world''s longest que,
just for the pleasure,
of a moment with you.
I want to steal the colors of life
I want to touch the moon
I want to feel the fragrance of life
it''s my wish it''s my wish
I want to hear the voice of life
I want to be a ray of life....
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself.
It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen
with white hairs and is always young in the heart....
