“...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow...”
“...I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace...”
“...it took me a lifetime of glimpses, but now I see you completely - did I tell you you're beautiful? so kind to animals, children and me...”
“...I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge - then, the Moon breaks through, lights up the path before me...”
“...we live in the same city but don't see the same things - you see buildings and I see memories...”
“...Neruda was right about all mysterious women - The moon lives in the lining of their skin...”