White Bee, Even When You Are Gone

The Night Is Shattered, And The Blue Stars Shiver In The Distance.

I Ask Permission To Be Like Everybody Else,like The Rest Of The World And What's More, Like Anybody Else:i Beg You, With All My Heart,if We Are Talking About Me, Since We Are Talking About Me,please Resist Blasting The Trumpet During My Visitand Resign Yourselves To My Quiet Absence.

What Will They Say About My Poetry Who Never Touched My Blood?

Love Has To Be…flowering Like The Stars, And Measureless As A Kiss.

With Your Name On My Mouth And A Kiss That Never Broke Away From Yours.