Should all the cupids of this world
Suddenly spurn love in casual shame
And if all flowers were also gone
I'd be loving you about the same. Should moonlight quietly disappear
...
Slithering strands of ribboned gold,
Ply the roiled and unbridled sky.
Quick jagged hands of invasive bold,
Strike in frenzy...without reply.
...
When one is young and deeply moved
By vastness of the complexities of life,
Pushing them aside to make room
For dreams harboring all tomorrows,
...