You Are Like Nobody Since I Love

Give Me Your Hand Out Of The Depths Sown By Your Sorrows.

There Were Thirst And Hunger, And You Were The Fruit. There Were Grief And The Ruins, And You Were The Miracle.

Why Wasn't Christopher Columbus Able To Discover Spain?

I Don’t Love You As If You Were The Salt-rose, Topaz Or Arrow Of Carnations That Propagate Fire: I Love You As Certain Dark Things Are Loved, Secretly, Between The Shadow And The Soul.

Perhaps The Earth Can Teach Us As When Everything Seems Dead And Later Proves To Be Alive