My Sweet…
My mind does not understand, yet my soul knows. My senses are confused, yet my body is certain. My emotions are swirling, yet my heart is at peace. Such is the love that has descended upon me and taken over.
French romantic poet and novelist Victor Hugo
L
ove is
a portion
of the soul
itself,
and it is
of the
same nature
as the
celestial
breathing
of the
atmosphere
of paradise.