Tomorrow I'll awake and slip into my threadsthe epiphanies of tonight I'll probably losethat train of thought a garden of delightbut the problems of t..
Like wine which efferveses within the glassis your own love to meit fills my heart and bubbles uprising when you I seeIts movements effect whats hidde..
How I wish to drink the wine of joy with youfeel the brush of fingertips upon my cheekto spread a picnic feast within the wildernesswhat lies within m..
These are my letters to you O Belovedhow else can I make you seethese are all I have to send youwhen you aren't here with meI want to wrap my arms ar..
Who is like the Sunwho comes riding his white steedthe leader of the holy onesand of his people Abram's seedI will hold you because it is what you nee..