As the world progresses we become more...

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

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

Half a year,
Six months...

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

If ever I was a mariner,
your beauty would be my ship...

In these past few months,
Seldom were our reunions...

Small children
Screaming like...

How is it that I can never get it out?
Everything I want to say is stuck in my throat...

Both when young did take to dance,
But she much younger than he...

When light does show upon her face, what grace,
A fragile dancer across her feature...

If this is love,
then i love it...