You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
Watch those trim ankles and paranormal feet
At other end fab hair – elle est magnifique!
“Could I be bathed so gloriously...
All still and dim the house has been
Shadowed against the furious sun
And I have missed my dearest one...
