-
then let love freeze me
-
It is true, it could be a shame (perhaps is)
-
refuse to turn away
-
We were sad on the ground
-
With the poet, not so. One learns
-
Again I reply to the triple winds
-
If we stayed with each other long enough
-
Sillage is the scent following after
-
We cling to a vine
-
We’re walking in our sleep
