I Wish I Were A Candle In

We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.

Standing Here, Staying Here, Permanent Here, Eternal Here, And We Have One Goal, One, One: To Be.

... For Me It Is Essential, Essential For The Poet To Have A New Toast, New Songs.

When I Passed The Age Of 50, I Learned How To Control My Emotions.

The Poem Is In My Hands, And Can Run Stories Through Her Hands.