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.