Love, love, love,
All the time love.
Love moved God.
Love lives in green
Valley floors, touches
The face of the sun.
Love is in the blood.
Love casts shadows
Of the dead, makes
Art of sound, worked
Materials and words.
Life is love of matter
Animated by light.
Light is love without
Mass, the only holy
Sacrament there is.
Appetites, longing,
Magic in the flesh.
A whole world in a
Dust mote under
The bed in a corner
Of the universe.
Love is peace and
Sleep and dreams.
Love never dies.
Always and forever.
Annalisa Lives in Light
