if i love you 

 

voices to voices,lip to lip 

 O sweet spontaneous

i like my body when it is with your 

 

pity this busy monster,manunkind, 

 

Thy fingers make early flowers of 

may my heart always be open to little 

but if a living dance upon dead minds 

in spite of everything 

suppose 

 

 the sky was

 

 Humanity i love you

 nobody loses all the time

 i have found what you are like

 

 death(having lost)put on his universe

 

 since feeling is first
 
 love is more thicker than forget

 here is little Effie's head

 <- sweetness