After the leaves have fallen, we returnTo a plain sense of things. It is as ifWe had come to an end of the imagination,Inanimate in an inert savoir. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Stars in the night,' he said. 'Something something something something, some delight Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
A pear should come to the table popped with juice,Ripened in warmth and served in warmth. On termsLike these, autumn beguiles the fatalist. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Love WasLove Will BeBut Most of All,Love is.Life Cannot Be Without ItIt is found in the WombIn The WoodsIn The Stars.To Be or Not to BeTo Love, or not to LoveThey Are Equal.My Soul Whispers Into the Spaces.Yes. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Crystal ball and candle light, I want your dance tonight. Show me the power of love as we stand together in the middle of the night. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Try to be thoughtful, don't make the poor man say it;see how human he is,he has children of his own,it is your job to ask:And now he can never not nod.And now he can never say no.And now he can never not say. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>