If There Is Something to Desire, 9, 17, 18 by Vera Pavlova
Another old poem to accompany me tonight. If There Is Something to Desire, 9, 17, 18 Vera Pavlova 9 I broke your heart. Now barefoot I tread on shards. 17 Why is the word yes so brief? It should be the longest, the hardest, so that you could not decide in an
I am in love, hence free to live by Vera Pavlova
Rainy Sundays and Erik Satie's Trois Gymnopedies 1. I am in love, hence free to live Vera Pavlova I am in love, hence free to live by heart, to ad lib as I caress. A soul is light when full, heavy when vacuous. My soul is light.