Thirst Drove Me Down To The Water

I Love Myself...i Love You. I Love You...i Love Myself.

You Left Ground And Sky Weeping, Mind And Soul Full Of Grief. No One Can Take Your Place In Existence, Or In Absence. Both Mourn, The Angels, The Prophets, And This Sadness I Feel Has Taken From Me The Taste Of Language, So That I Cannot Say The Flavor Of My Being Apart.

I Will Soothe You And Heal You, I Will Bring You Roses. I Too Have Been Covered With Thorns.

Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each Has Been Sent As A Guide From Beyond.

Flowers Open Every Night Across The Sky, A Breathing Peace, And Sudden Flame Catching.