I am in love with the stars of night - I have made them audible...

...who would have known the dark eyes staring into mine would become our children's eyes...?

...your memory is a warm stone hidden in my hand I'm always turning over...

...I've decided ... love is an eternity of slow motion replays ...

...I worship at the temple of your body and without you, I'd have no art...

...but you - women like you are dangerous- ominous – take care, Love – men will first fear you, then later, turn you into a deity...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

...I put you on the pedestal - made you a saint - dare I blaspheme?...

...it was inevitable I loved you - we were soul mates - for the same reason, we were fated to suffer...