Those who are ill can love also.
|Heard even in the realms of insanity,
Through the harmonic laughs of two speechless sweethearts
Seen even in the realms of madness,
Through the wandering eyes of two blind birdwatchers
Felt even in the realms of senselessness,
Through the stretched skin of conjoined twins
Smelt even in the realms of lunacy,
Through the steaming bed sheets of two hospital patients
Tasted even in the realm of psychosis,
Through the fresh blood and saliva of two murderers’ victims.
Love is there even in the realm of mental illness,
Through the caring hearts of all who support each other.