The Night Is Shattered, And The Blue

The Tomato Offers Its Gift Of Fiery Color And Cool Completeness.

I Hunger For Your Sleek Laugh And Your Hands The Color Of A Furious Harvest. I Want To Eat The Sunbeams Flaring In Your Beauty.

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

I Got Lost In The Night, Without The Light Of Your Eyelids, And When The Night Surrounded Me I Was Born Again: I Was The Owner Of My Own Darkness.

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