Love Minus Zero-No Limit

My love, he speaks like silence
 Without ideals or violence
 He doesn't have to say he's faithful
 Yet he's true like ice, like fire
 People carry roses
 And make promises by the hours
 My love, he laughs like the flowers
 Valentines can't buy him
 In the dime stores and bus stations
 People talk of situations
 Read books, repeat quotations
 Draw conclusions on the wall
 Some speak of the future
 My love, he speaks softly
 He knows there's no success like failure
 And that failure's no success at all
 The cloak and dagger dangles
 Madams light the candles
 In ceremonies of the horsemen
 Even the pawn must hold a grudge
 Statues made of matchsticks
 Crumble into one another
 My love winks, he does not bother
 He knows too much to argue or to judge
 The bridge at midnight trembles
 The country doctor rambles
 Banker's nieces seek perfection
 Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
 The wind howls like a hammer
 The night blows rain in
 My love, he's like some raven
 At my window with a broken wing