Don’t make me, as I already am
Teasing distantly with set of knives...
beautiful love (haiku)
it is poured out from above...
If wishes have wings,
Mine would fly to you...
Often,
what I write on the paper is a letter...
O' turn the sun to where she now resides;
That here be dark, and there she's cast in full...
Keep a little back
Play the game well...
It's a pity love can't
Be fixed like a car...
Anytime we make a plan,
time sits laughing in a corner...
I'd write you a love song
But to me that's all too cheesy and long...
My sun has set, I cannot tell
the weaving of the black thread...
Seasons come, seasons go
Summers rain, Autumns Fall...
Ooh my Belle,
Like a bee bears honey...