Lovely Days Don’t Come To You, You

Your Name Is Upon My Tongue Your Image Is In My Sight Your Memory Is In My Heart Where Can I Send These Words That I Write ?

In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems.

Passion And Desire Bind Your Heart. Remove The Locks. Become A Key, Become A Key . . .

When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt, Pain Itself Will Crack The Rock And Ah! Let The Soul Emerge.

Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns To Its Confines.