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 breaths.
The magic, the conjury performed by the Pangs of Love Brings a mystical flavor 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 life giving Pangs of Love.
