Kiss Me And You Will

I Used To Pray To Recover You.

What Is My Life For And What Am I Going To Do With It? I Don't Know And I'm Afraid.

I Woke To The Sound Of Rain.

As A Poet, One Lives A Bit On Air. I Always Like Someone Who Can Teach Me Something Practical.

We Must Be Moving, Working, Making Dreams To Run Toward; The Poverty Of Life Without Dreams Is Too Horrible To Imagine.