I Want To Do With You What

Hate Is Like A Swordfish, Working Through Water Invisibly And Then You See It Coming With Blood Along Its Blade, But Transparency Disarms It.

I Love All The Things There Are, And Of All Fires Love Is The Only Inexhaustible One; And That's Why I Go From Life To Life.

My Feet Will Want To Walk To Where You Are Sleeping But I Shall Go On Living.

I'm Not Me But Living Matter Fermenting And Forming Its Own Shapes In The Fruitfulness Of Every Day.

He Who Has Nothing—it Has Been Said Many Times—has Nothing To Lose But His Chains.