Next to of course god America i / love you land of the pilgrims and so forth oh
It may take two people to make a really beautiful mistake.
Love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skillfully curled) all worlds
In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee
And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms
Treat a man like dirt-he produces flowers.