In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.

Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.

my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.

Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.

I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.

Laughter is the language of the soul.