After All, Life Hasn't Much To Offer

Nicole's World Had Fallen To Pieces, But It Was Only A Flimsy And Scarcely Created World; Beneath It Her Emotions And Instincts Fought On.

Was It The Infinite Sadness Of Her Eyes That Drew Him Or The Mirror Of Himself That He Found In The Gorgeous Clarity Of Her Mind?

Poetry Is Either Something That Lives Like Fire Inside You

Angry, And Half In Love With Her, And Tremendously Sorry, I Turned Away.

Reserving Judgements Is A Matter Of Infinite Hope.