Beauty- It Was A Glorious

Words Empty As The Wind Are Best Left Unsaid.

Two Friends, Two Bodies With One Soul Inspired.

Just Once I'd Like Someone To Call Me 'sir' Without Adding 'you're Making A Scene.'

There Is A Fullness Of All Things, Even Of Sleep And Love.

I Detest The Man Who Hides On Thing In The Depths Of His Heart And Speaks Forth Another.