The Moon Rattles Like A Fragment Of

Since Feeling Is First Who Pays Any Attention To The Syntax Of Things Will Never Wholly Kiss You; Wholly To Be A Fool While Spring Is In The World My Blood Approves, And Kisses Are A Far Better Fate Than Wisdom Lady I Swear By All Flowers. Don't Cry --the Best Gesture Of My Brain Is Less Than Your Eyelids' Flutter Which Says We Are For Eachother: Then Laugh, Leaning Back In My Arms For Life's Not A Paragraph And Death I Think Is No Parenthesis

When Skies Are Hanged And Oceans Drowned, The Single Secret Will Still Be Man

A Politician Is An Arse Upon Which Everyone Has Sat Except A Man.

The Eyes Of My Eyes Are Opened.

Twice I Have Lived Forever In A Smile