To Acknowledge The Presence Of Fear Is

I Love The Rain. I Want The Feeling Of It On My Face.

You Are A Queen. Let Mine Be The Joy Of Giving You Your Kingdom.

Once We Have Learned To Read, Meaning Of Words Can Somehow Register Without Consciousness.

It Is Strange That There Are Times When I Feel The Stars Are Not At All Solemn: They Are Secretly Gay.

Perhaps It Does Not Matter So Very Much What It Is One Loves In This World. But Love Something One Must.