...a sensual life is a ghostly existence where you live on the surface and your soul passes through everything, touching nothing ...

...it must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul...

...so now you know my eyes are green - because of my shirt? You never looked into my soul to know how much in me is green...

....you were a jumble of broken bits of glass the sun caught and stained my soul with your colors....

...there's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul...

... your heart is your soul twinkling in the black firmament inside you...