Love! Love until the night collapses!
What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money?
I think it was very informative, but a lot still needs to be done.
In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.
For now I ask no more Than the justice of eating.