When I loveI feel that I am the king of timeI possess the earth and everything on itand ride into the sun upon my horse.
When I loveI become liquid lightinvisible to the eyeand the poems in my notebooksbecome fields of mimosa and poppy.
When I lovethe water gushes from my fingersgrass grows on my tonguewhen I loveI become time outside all time.
When I love a womanall the treesrun barefoot toward me…
