The Truth I Do Not Dare To

Unable Are The Loved To Die For Love Is Immortality, Nay, It Is Deity - Unable They That Love - To Die For Love Reforms Vitality Into Divinity.

Heart, We Will Forget Him, You And I, Tonight! You Must Forget The Warmth He Gave, I Will Forget The Light.

A Word Is Dead When It Is Said, Some Say. I Say It Just Begins To Live That Day.

Which Anguish Was The Utterest--then-- To Perish, Or To Live?

Phosphorescence. Now There's A Word To Lift Your Hat To... To Find That Phosphorescence, That Light Within, That's The Genius Behind Poetry.