Your homecoming will be my homecoming

i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

Only by you my heart always moves.

What if a dawn of a doom of a dream bites this universe in two, peels forever out of his grave, and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?

things which in my mind blossom will stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear capable of fragility and indecision

To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

All ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again.