Half a year,
Six months...

When we were in Vermont,
Granted there were some complications...

Collect for me all the empires of this world,
Be it empires of nations or commerce...

(To the one person I will truly miss when my time...
When I journey down Pennsylvania way...

Steam whistles out
of the pot, tea...

A women's bed is a sacred place,
On it the only men allowed are...

Mind, it is not to be controlled
but controls the rest...

I must leave you
but I, like a trout will find my way home...

God has found in me a wayward soul,
So plucked from Heaven an angel fell...

Penne noodles, pesto, peas, and garlic bread,
My new favorite dish, not of food but of memories...

She walks in a ray of pure
leaps in a field of golden barley...

You are a temptress,
You tease me and don't know it...