My Love, I Fear The Silence Of

The Days Have Taught You Not To Trust Happiness Because It Hurts When It Deceives.

When A Writer Declares That His First Book Is His Best, That Is Bad. I Progress Successively From Book To Book.

She Does Not Love You. Your Metaphors Thrill Her You Are Her Poet. But That's All There's To It.

One Day, I Will Be A Poet. Water Will Depend On My Visions.

My Love, I Fear The Silence Of Your Hands.