Love Is The Self

LOVE IS THE PERFECTION OF THE SELF

ONE MAY INHABIT A FOREST, OR RESIDE IN TOWN

LOVE IS IN ACCOMPANIMENT.

LOVE IS THE TUNE OF FRAGRANCE

LOVE IS THE WEALTH OF SEASONS

LOVE IS THE HEART OF GLITTERING WATERS OF THE FALLS

LOVE IS THE PHYSIQUE OF THE PEAHEN DANCING IN FORESTS

LOVE BECOMES SUNLIGHT IN WINTERS FULL OF SNOWS

LOVE IS LIKE THE COOL SHADE IN THE SCORCHING

HOT DESERTS

LOVE IS LIKE ONE'S VILLAGE IN THE ESTRANGED WORLD

LOVE IS THE HEART

LOVE IS THE LIFE

LOVE IS THE REMEDY OF THE SOUL

LOVE IS AN IDOL

AND IF SOMETIMES IT BREAKS INTO PIECES IN THE TEMPLE OF HEART,

LOVE PROVES TO BE A GLASS-DOLL LF IT FALLS DOWN IN THE ATMOSPHERE FROM SOMEONE'S HAND,

LOVE PROVES TO BE A BLISTER (FULL) OF PAIN AND IF IT BREAKS UP,

LOVE IS A MALADY,

LOVE IS MOURNING.

LOVE IS AN EVENING

LOVE IS A NIGHT

LOVE IS THE RAIN IN THE TWINKLING EYE

LOVE IS THE SNARE OF THE SMOKING, KILLING AWAKENING NIGHTS ON THE WAYS OF SWEET DREAMS DURING THE SEASON OF SLEE

LOVE IS THE VICTORY

LOVE IS THE DEFEAT