I set myself
upon myself...
...
So no matter how much nurturing your mama gave...
there are certain men...
Catcher Of My Dreams (Tanka)
Catcher of my dreams...
If you don't open your eyes
and use your five senses...
Her eyes are sewn open,
so she cannot help but see...
Don't act like
you've never been curious...
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the darkest of them all...
When I was thirteen, I made a promise to
the western wind, that I'd come back to her...
Your presence drains the life out
of my lungs,breathing becomes...
I thought it was a result
to that action though what...
How can cascading eyes,
leave me with sable lenses...