No One Can Tear Your Thread Out

I Never Think Of Poetry Or The Poetry Scene, Only Separate Poems Written By Individuals.

I Wonder Love Can Have Already Set In Dreams, When We've Not Met More Times Than I Can Number On One Hand.

Things Are Tougher Than We Are, Just As Earth Will Always Respond However We Mess It About.

What Will Survive Of Us Is Love.

In Everyone There Sleeps A Sense Of Life Lived According To Love.