Take it, and turn to facts my fantasies..

And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you'd read this letter with your lips..

I-I am going to be a storm-a flame- I need to fight whole armies alone; I have ten hearts; I have a hundred arms; I feel too strong to war with morta….

Speak to me...be eloquent, be brilliant for me. Improvise! Rhapsodize!... I ask for cream and you give me milk and water... Please gather your dreams….