Lovers May Come And Go,

Every Concrete Object Has Abstract Value, Is Timeless In The Dream Parallel.

There's A Black Rose Growing In Your Garden.

The Whole White World Is Ours.

...if You Do Not Even Understand What Words Say, How Can You Expect To Pass Judgement On What Words Conceal?

I Spit Honey Out Of My Mouth: Nothing Is Second-best After The Sweet Of Eros.