We Are Captives Of What We Love,

We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.

I Learnt All The Words Worthy Of The Court Of Blood So That I Could Break The Rule I Learnt All The Words And Broke Them Up To Make A Single Word: Homeland.

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

On This Earth There Is That Which Deserves Life.

If The Olive Trees Knew The Hands That Planted Them, Their Oil Would Become Tears.