How silly can the heart be..
in love with her own foe...

Wrists are heavy
wrists are weak...

I took him by the hand .. and then
we flew right through the wind .. and went...

Sometimes you smell like peaches..
sometimes you smell like rose...

At dawn I see,
a mockery...

Death.
so somber...

Your looks are bittersweet
"I think&quot...

Dust.
all I do or feel...

EYES GAZE
so fine...

We live in concrete blocks
Of plastered glass...

Achievement achievements ..
into a juxtaposition...

Rough hands
and soft ones...