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

I think falling in love is like discovering the magic of books. You think to yourself, 'how was I living before this?

But being the mirrors for each other's souls has a cost: by the time they part from each other, the individuals in the mating pair have become indistinguishable. Before their merger, they each yearned for the other; as they part, they part from the self. The very quality that attracted them to each other is also, inevitably, destroyed in their union.

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

Then join in hand brave Americans all! By uniting we stand by dividing we fall.

How is it that there was never youuntil there wasand then all was you?

Your wife is your life. Don't let strife thrive in your union.

All for one one for all.

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.

I have no use for these other loves.Seal them shut in jarsand place them in the pantry. A reserve of love.Thank them for their love.They are so kind.Perhaps store them in the fridgeFor others to take.They say love is a panacea. I know it is not.Flakes of snow,no two are alike.When I am down on my knees, hopeless and angry,for the world no longer makes sense,I won't look in the pantry or fridge.It is your hand pressing on my shoulderthat makes me whole,makes me forget.What trouble? What world?