The day of love requires a companion, But I find myself at this time all alone. Words of sweet affection fill the morning Like bells outside the windows of my room. I don’t know why I don’t have someone with me. I’ve loved and been loved through the restless years. The mysteries of love I hold within me Are a darkness unrelieved by moon and stars. And yet I feel more love than I have ever Felt within the circle of a kiss. Love need not be a passion or a fever, Nor does it need a hand for its caress. Love does not require a companion. It doesn’t need an object or a home. It flies above the ecstasy of morning And fills the universe inside my room.

We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another