Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see?Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear?Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go?Always in my heart, I don’t experience anything separate from you.This shared wonderment becomes doubled.This shared love becomes infinite.

I never wanted to be a martyr—even for love. I don’t want to die for love. I want to live for it.

Share yourself with me. I will never judge you. I am here and I will stay here only to love you.

These poems are cupsthat I pour my love into.Here, Drink!

I can only be me.

We are all lost, so lost, vulnerable and insecure. We are separated from love at birth, we are separated from God, from each other. All we want, all we yearn for is to connect.

How is it possible, you ask, for love to be greater than the person who does the loving? That’s because love defies the rules of reason. It is the only exception.

My dear, please be careful.You no longer live only for yourself.You live for me as well.

The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love.

Of course, I am religious.I worship love.