My love is like the wind and wild is the wind. Give me more than one caress, satisfy my hungriness. Let the wind blow through your heart for wild is the wind.
How do you explain what it feels like to get on the stage and make poetry that you know sinks into the hearts and souls of people who are unable to express it
I made wine from the lilac tree/Put my heart in its recipe/It makes me see what I want to see/And be what I want to be
