A Tragedy, When A Mature

Don't Love Deeply, Till You Make Sure That The Other Part Loves You With The Same Depth, Because The Depth Of Your Love Today, Is The Depth Of Your Wound Tomorrow.

My Lover Asks Me: “what Is The Difference Between Me And The Sky?” The Difference, My Love, Is That When You Laugh, I Forget About The Sky

There Is Who Loves You Quietly, And Respects You Quietly, And Wishes You Privately, And Walks Away When He Sees You Busy With Someone Other Than Him, And His Ego Restrains Him From Getting Near You, And Contents Himself With The Love For The Sake Of Love

Some Are Like The Moon, Good Looking, But Only When They're Away From You.

When A Man Is In Love How Can He Use Old Words? Should A Woman Desiring Her Lover Lie Down With Grammarians And Linguists? I Said Nothing To The Woman I Loved But Gathered Love's Adjectives Into A Suitcase And Fled From All Languages.