To Think Of Him In The Middle

I Am An Excitable Person Who Only Understands Life Lyrically, Musically, In Whom Feelings Are Much Stronger As Reason.

To Love And To Labor Is The Sum Of Living.

The Bed Must Be A Beautiful Place, Not Only Because You Make Love There But Because You Dream There As Well.

We Love Best Those Who Are, Or Act For Us, A Self We Do Not Wish To Be Or Act Out.

I Told Her, "we Have Both Lost Ourselves, But Sometimes We Reveal The Most When We Are Least Like Ourselves. I Am Not Trying To Think Any More. I Can't Think When I Am With You. You Are Like Me, Wishing For A Perfect Moment, But Nothing Too Long Imagined Can Be Perfect In A Worldly Way. Neither One Of Us Can Say Just The Right Thing. We Are Overwhelmed. Let Us Be Overwhelmed. It Is So Lovely, So Lovely. I Love You June.