Poetry

Do not look for anything farther
Do not look for anything faster
Lie gently on my pillow
Embroidered with beautiful dreams
Dreams which the immortal dream
Dreams with which the enlightened write
When you wake up you will listen to her
Husky, magical voice
Voice to which the loved ones cry
Voice to which the lonely rejoice
It is wonderful when
someone is thinking about you
While the night is falling
Good evening, my dear
This is Barbara Streisand
This is: Woman in Love