Why Wasn't Christopher Columbus Able To Discover

I Want To Do With You What The Spring Does With The Cherry Trees.

From Sorrow To Sorrow Love Crosses Its Islands And Establishes Roots That Are Watered By Weeping.

I Spin On The Circle Of Wave Upon Wave Of The Sea.

I Want To See Thirst In The Syllables, Tough Fire In The Sound; Feel Through The Dark For The Scream.

In One Kiss, You'll Know All I Haven't Said.