There is a way of breathing that’s a shame and a suffocation and there’s another way of expiring, a love breath, that lets you open infinitely. – Rumi

Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly. – Rumi

…my heart sinks like a comb into wave after wave of your silky hair. – Rumi

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absentminded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks