My Whole Life Has Been

I Want To Reconcile Myself With Heaven, I Want To Love, I Want To Pray, I Want To Believe In Good.

Russian Ladies, For The Most Part, Cherish Only Platonic Love, Without Mingling Any Thought Of Matrimony With It; And Platonic Love Is Exceedingly Embarrassing.

He In His Madness Prays For Storms, And Dreams That Storms Will Bring Him Peace.

My Love Had Grown One With My Soul; It Became Darker, But Did Not Go Out

Afraid Of Decision, I Buried My Finer Feelings In The Depths Of My Heart And They Died There.