Love

Through a thousand nights of love into a thousand days of poetry, love came to me wearing its thousand faces and thrillingly whispering words into my heart. I wanted to remember them and to share them with you so I wrote them all down with the uttermost care as my uttermost offering, by love and for love with all of my heart. Those words were these poems which are this book of a thousand nights of love into a thousand days of poetry, written down with the uttermost care, to remember and to share. And even and especially when it might not seem so, all these words in all their thousand ways share as their source and destination love, wearing its thousand faces and thrillingly whispering words, these words, into your heart through mine. I made this book for you and it is yours now. It had to be called love because it is. Take it.