Love emerges as the finest wisp of purified space. Beauty is love’s canvas, without which love would falter; an impossibility in the unchangeable state behind the appearance of form. Beauty resides on the threshold of existence. It is the heavenly portion of life, a potion of divine fragrance displayed in the finest moments of unselfconscious artistry.
Love is a point of transcendence perceived in the mirror of the beloved as God in existence. Love and beauty are inseparable when the senses are infused as one divine passion, the summit of human sensuality in the love between man and woman.