Can I Go Forward When My Heart

Love's Fire Heats Water, Water Cools Not Love.

The Gaudy, Blabbing, And Remorseful Day Is Crept Into The Bosom Of The Sea.

Speak To Me As To Thy Thinkings, As Thou Dost Ruminate, And Give Thy Worst Of Thoughts The Worst Of Words.

Honest Plain Words Best Pierce The Ear Of Grief.

Bondage Is Hoarse, And May Not Speak Aloud.