Warm night clinched by melodious laughter,
As she wade through life like water...

Time did find wings
and catching up made impossible...

She spoke of my existence as if
my birth was a collision of seasons...

She is, what was
a soul, a promise...

The unconsciousness of our thoughts
is but a filter of the inner darkness...

I have calculated the thousands of accidents it...
I keep walking backwards in pursuit of delirium...

O love, thy hair! thy locks of night and musk!
the very wind therein doth lose her way...

A charming Girl, full of dejected love,
Weaves plain silk as autumn sounds stir...

Food for the soul
they call music...

I feel like a traveler learning his way into the...
Where the city building has turned into nature...

So I love you,
deep down you know it's true...

In her eyes lay salt crystals of regret,
pain trying to escape her heart...