Psalm ov Livia Khao'tsu

You would be too beautiful to die in my arms

But what can you do, when the body is weak and mind too

sick

You cannot desire warmness

When you feel only the coldness of body

Chilling senses, longing for ecstasy

But what can you do, if body is only

A reflection of senses

I only crave for one thing

One mind

One ecstasy

Perhaps I'm only nihility in fog of Your Values

Nothing can I do -- I'm only Nothingness...

Without craving -- I'm nothing

And the hub of the Universe...

For what is Nothingness if not the Grandeur of all

My World

My Existence...