Suddenly the night has grown colde… The god of love preparing to depar… Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of… Upheld by the simplicities of plea…
Ah we’re drinking and we’re dancin… and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom runn… And my very sweet companion she’s the Angel of Compassion
Dance me to your beauty with a bur… Dance me through the panic 'til I… Lift me like an olive branch and b… Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love
And who by fire, who by water, who in the sunshine, who in the ni… who by high ordeal, who by common… who in your merry merry month of m… who by very slow decay,
I’ve worked at my work I’ve slept at my sleep I’ve died at my death and now I can leave. Leave what is needed
Come over to the window, my little… I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind o… before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time…
It’s four in the morning, the end… I’m writing you now just to see if… New York is cold, but I like wher… There’s music on Clinton Street a… I hear that you’re building your l…
Baby, I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting night and day. I didn’t see the time, I waited half my life away. There were lots of invitations
1. You came to me this morning And you handled me like meat. You´d have to live alone to know How good that feels, how sweet. My mirror twin, my next of kin,
I went down to the place Where I knew she lay waiting Under the marble and the snow I said, Mother I’m frightened The thunder and the lightning
I remember you well in the Chelse… you were talking so brave and so s… giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the s… Those were the reasons and that wa…
I loved you in the morning, our ki… your hair upon the pillow like a s… yes, many loved before us, I know… in city and in forest they smiled… but now it’s come to distances and…
I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d I followed the course
Many men have loved the bells you fastened to the rein, and everyone who wanted you they found what they will always w… Your beauty lost to you yourself
Poetry is just the evidence of lif…