In the apprehension of beauty,
poetry may fall...

The self-evidance in poetry is
quite clear...

Your heavenly eyes, the starry night
The gate to the locket of your heart...

Gravity is the force that holds,
our feet to the ground...

Time eludes me as the sand piles up.
Don't think of the past, don't think of the...

It is very clear there are certain objects in our...
Poetical treatment, more so than others...

As your Looking into the stars tonight.
Tell me how you feel and how far you will go...

Gravity is the force that holds,
our feet to the ground...

It seems like it was yesterday, the night we spent...
We were approaching the top of the mountain after...