when I like you , I feel like a fiery poet, shaking word by word.

you can give the rest of your life to me for safekeeping ,and rake over every word of my love words.

It's the breeze, it's the dew, it's the dew. it's the blush , it's not you.

everything you see exists togetherin a delicate balance.

success is falling nine times and getting up ten.

let time to my deep love man

the night is in a hurry the twiliight is you

whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.