“...if you don't regard your word as a sacred covenant, then there is nothing in you I can honor ...”

“...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...”

“...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...”

“...what is sacred is the other person -we forget that sometimes - and fail to honor who they are ...”

“...you can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart ...”

“...I learn about the sacred in the everyday - I look in your face...”

“... only a seer or a lover would know that I'm making a jewelry of words for you -drawn from your essence -to flash and burn with your fire -so you can bedazzle with your own light ...”