Deserts are the earth’s thirst—
for you...
Your voice
makes me cave deep, deep into my heart...
Your purity is my temple—
a spring, a crystal pool...
Tonight our home feels different
It's not the fire that roars...
Riddle me this riddle me that,
is there something wrong with the Cheshire cat...
Where fruit trees bloom beneath the sun,
Nature mingles and love is won...
In our love,
the universe continues...
Garden is the taste of honey.
Garden is a symphony...
It's a craving
When I long for you...
to M.F.
Darkness never erases the light...
Me and you
lover and foe...
Love is a line between two points.
Love is the force to erase that line...