Pangs of LOVE are like sweet little venomous droplets.
They are the lifelines for sustaining my empty being.
They are the virtuoso spirit behind my reign.
I feel it, I know it, experience it with all my breathes.
The magic, the conjury performed by the Pangs of Love
Brings a mystical flavour of ecstasy.
They reflex your sinewy existence in my Being
Adding verve to my living spree. A vitalizing SOMA
That You are. The Amrit, the giving Pangs Of LOVE.
