One Of The Marvels Of The World:

If You Knew The Secret Of Life, You Too Would Choose No Other Companion But Love.

I Don’t Know Why; When I Look At You, I See Myself

Without You The Instruments Would Die. One Sits Close Beside You. Another Takes A Long Kiss. The Tambourine Begs, Touch My Skin So I Can Be Myself. Let Me Feel You Enter Each Limb Bone By Bone, That What Died Last Night Can Be Whole Today. Why Live Some Soberer Way, And Feel You Ebbing Out? I Won't Do It. Either Give Me Enough Wine Or Leave Me Alone, Now That I Know How It Is To Be With You In Constant Conversation.

Although You See The Pit, You Cannot Avoid It.

And Even If This World Burns Up Hidden Harps Will Still Play Here.