I'm awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

Our love lives because I live.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.

Passion gives me moments of wholeness.

You marry the day you realize the human defects of your love.

notes fly so much farther than words. There is no other way to reach the infinite.

Stations and airports are rehearsals for separations by death.