the moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy
The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.
It takes three to make a child.
you shall above all things be glad and young For if you're young,whatever life you wear it will become you;and if you are glad whatever's living will yourself become.
notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening