...there's something magical about a mask, but I have never worn one - I want you to see my pain and know how your love affects me...

...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ...

...you disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I make a bouquet of my sorrows and give them to you ...

...the words I can't say are the holes I punch in the walls of my psyche...

...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...