You Are Like Nobody Since I Love

At Night I Dream That You And I Are Two Plants That Grew Together, Roots Entwined, And That You Know The Earth And The Rain Like My Mouth, Since We Are Made Of Earth And Rain.

I Am Made Of Earth, And My Song Made Of Words.

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

I Can Write The Saddest Poem Of All Tonight. I Loved Her, And Sometimes She Loved Me Too.

Do Tears Not Yet Spilled Wait In Small Lakes?