I Can Write The Saddest Poem Of

I Say Love, And The World Populates Itself With Doves.

I Move In The University Of The Waves.

And When You Appear All The Rivers Sound In My Body, Bells Shake The Sky, And A Hymn Fills The World.

Maybe Someone Will Know I Didn't Weave Crowns To Draw Blood; That I Faught Against Mockery; That I Did Fill The High Tide Of My Soul With Truth. I Repaid Vileness With Doves.

Without Doubt I Praise The Wild Excellence.