Poetry Is Fact Given Over To Imagery.

Be Gentle With Me, New Love. Treat Me Tenderly. I Need The Gentle Touch, The Soft Voice, The Candlelight After Nine. There's Been So Many Who Didn't Understand So Give Me All The Love I See In Your Timid Eyes But Give It Gently Please.

And If The World Breaks Down, I'll Be Around.

Strangers Are Just Friends Waiting To Happen

Unless You Call Attention To Your Presence Who Will Know You're There? Even A Country Has To Weave And Wave A Flag As Proof Of Its Existence.

Watch The Indolent Butterfly Playing On The Tall Flower In The Yard And Think About The Sun Going Down. It Always Does You Know.