Love Is A Quality, Not A Quantity.

If You Were The Sky, I Would Unfurl Myself In You, As A Rainbow Of Colors Yet Unseen. I Would Become Oceans Of Stars In Your Night.

I Became A Total Yes. We Don't Even Have Names Anymore.

To A Friend, Achievement Is Good News, To An Enemy, It's Bragging.

Remembrance Of Our Kiss Brings Not Your Lips Nor Mine To Mind. The Flesh Can Only Envy Consumption So Divine.

A Poet's First Contract Is With Truth.