Love brings the greatest sorrow
And the most beautiful delights
Times I can\'t wait for tomorrow
And it feels like eternal night
Hopeless to endure the pain
Inflicted deep into my heart
Love is the most evil bane
Sadness pierces me like a dart
But when I see you my heart soars
All of my sadness replaced by light
My wounds are mended, I am yours
When you touch me we take flight

Harvests do require times of planting:
After months of labor comes the prize.
Peace arrives at evening, passion slanting;
Pleasure, deep and true, is no surprise.
Yet on the way, in moments of affection,
A glance can turn the heart to liquid gold.
No paradise has ever reached perfection,
Nor is love less rich as one grows old.
In love there is infinity and time:
Vast truths are glimpsed just past the ecstasy;
Each moment comes complete with wind and chime,
Reminding us of what it means to be.
Sing, then, of goals that discipline require,
And loves that years of loyalty inspire,
Revealing joys that over time accrue,
Yet are eternal, infinite, and true.

An angel is looking through a window.
The angel of love – must be so.

His eyes are fixed on its next aim,
He just wants to help, that’s his claim.

It is love he is standing for.
The opposite of the angel of war.

A short moment and your minds are clear.
There is nothing you still have to fear.

Another time he has acted unasked,
But – whatever – that’s his task.