Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time. The More Loving One" by W.H. Auden There is a silk ladder unrolled across the ivy There is That leaning over the precipice Of the hopeless fusion of your presence and absence I have found the secret Of loving you Always for the first time 'Always For The First Always For The First Time" by André Breton SPECIAL POEM ~~ 'this story just come out my brain and my own idea 'kwkwkwk