Introduction to The Connectors

"This is for you ,girl,
Those, whose love
I’d never want to know.
Those from whom
I’d never grow.

The golden eye, you are,
Of my morning light
Under a brilliant tired sky
Whom I’ll keep guard
To its still of life.

Never felt your voice,
Neater heard any noise:
Silence and Joy,
In a restless fade,
Trying to be avoid."