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Your Love Taught Me To Grieve And I Have Been Needing, For Centuries A Woman To Make Me Grieve For A Woman, To Cry Upon Her Arms Like A Sparrow For A Woman To Gather My Pieces Like Shards Of Broken Crystal

Because My Love For You Is Beyond Words, I Decided To Shut Up.

The Word Is A Bouncing Ball The Ruler Throws From His Balcony. The Word Has Been A Shot Of Morphine. Rulers Calm Their People With Speeches.

And All The Countries Seemed The Same, That I Don't See Myself There, And I Don't See Myself Here.

When A Man Is In Love How Can He Use Old Words? Should A Woman Desiring Her Lover Lie Down With Grammarians And Linguists? I Said Nothing To The Woman I Loved But Gathered Love's Adjectives Into A Suitcase And Fled From All Languages.