Love Is The Whole And More Than

Really Unreal World, Will You Perhaps Do The Breathing For Me While I Am Away?

And It's You Are Whatever A Moon Has Always Meant And Whatever A Sun Will Always Sing Is You

May Came Home With A Smooth Round Stone As Small As A World And As Large As Alone.

To Destroy Is Always The First Step In Any Creation.

Who Knows If The Moon's A Balloon,coming Out Of A Keen City In The Sky--filled With Pretty People? ( And If You And I Should Get Into It,if They Should Take Me And Take You Into Their Balloon, Why Then We'd Go Up Higher With All The Pretty People Than Houses And Steeples And Clouds: Go Sailing Away And Away Sailing Into A Keen City Which Nobody's Ever Visited,where Always It's Spring)and Everyone's In Love And Flowers Pick Themselves