I was born with my eyes turned inward.
In The End The Words Are The All And The Nothing.
If spirit is the seed, dance is the water of its evolution.
Her silhouette never has regrets.
You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
Only the poet can look beyond the detail and see the whole picture.
Not a lawyer but carries within him the debris of a poet.
…what else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?…
We simply can’t feel fulfilled by love we pay for.
The worst Persian voluptuary could never have imagined my most ordinary day.
Frequent friction when love becomes political.
Live for everything, or die for nothing
The pure and poorly adapted one who crashed against the world of fakes and cheats.
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