O Do Not Weep, She

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

Love That I Bear Within My Breast How Is My Armour Melted How My Heart

We Don't Have To Know,only To Be:let Go The Jumble Of Worn Words,reason And Vanity.

The Elixir Of Life, The Philosopher's Stone Is Yours If You Surrender Sterile Logic, Trivial Reason.

Escape From The Power Of The Hunting Pack, And To Know That Wisdom Is Best And Beauty Sheer Holiness.