LOVE we think about it, dream about it, lose sleep worrying about it, when we don't have it we search for it and when we discover it we don't know what to do with it. We fear losing it. It is our greatest source of pleasure and pain but we can't predict which it will be from one moment to the next. It's difficult to define and impossible to live without. The text is overlaid on a dark, ethereal image of a woman with large, white angel wings.
